Gazing down at her he felt a stirring.  Urges that had laid dormant for over a century returned to him, reminding him that he was a man.  A man who enjoyed taking his pleasures with women as frightened and helpless as the one he held currently.  He savored the fear in her huge eyes and in her voice.<br/><br/>"What am I going to do with you indeed..."  His hands released her arms and moved to cup her chin, lightly stroking her cheeks and neck.  Slowly, his hands moved from her neck to her shoulders, easing under the edges of her silken robe to draw it open enough to expose her shoulders.<br/><br/>"The first lesson you shall learn my mare, is that I hold the reigns firmly and never spare the crop.  I hold power over you and I shall enjoy it.  It is the place of the weak to submit to the strong.  It is the duty of the strong to remind those weaker than they of this.  Fail to do so, and your lessers will have no respect for you."