Gruusk was careful to dress in his gear, helping Freya to get dressed and then he lead her into the city; she was his little bitch, his breeder, and his pet and he adored her, groping her tits whenever he felt like it, which was often. As they approached the red light district he whispered in her ear* You know the ship? For the next week it'll be just like that, only instead of duties and chores only more fucking. *caressing her tummy as he talked and squeezing her breasts once more*