Balthazar was grinning, pleased to watch his new toy losing herself to the sensations.  She would learn that both pleasure and pain came from her new master.<br/><br/>Then he felt Aurora's will test against his own.  But this place was long ingrained to him, and it was crafted from his own mind and soul.  He glanced to her, and smiled at the sight of her, chained and bound as she was.  To Sophie, the other slave had been there the whole time, just unnoticed if even she noticed her now.  Balthazar continued his slow steady thrusting, his fingers played over Sophie's nipples and his thumb stroked her clit, teasing it and stroking it.  He gazed at Aurora and licked his lips, watching her face and her eyes as she witnessed his taking of the maid, as she struggled to resist.<br/><br/>"You had your chance," he reminded her, "You accepted this role of your own will.  If you but ask it, I will set you free my daughter.  But you don't really want to be free of my touch, do you?  You want to be squirming and begging like this little whore.  You want to be my toy and suffer my whims here... don't you?"<br/>