<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/04fd85f8-26e8-4c1b-ad91-4015c600383e/ddnn82s-a7766271-8f5c-46cc-bcb2-035ad27b2c54.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzA0ZmQ4NWY4LTI2ZTgtNGMxYi1hZDkxLTQwMTVjNjAwMzgzZVwvZGRubjgycy1hNzc2NjI3MS04ZjVjLTQ2Y2MtYmNiMi0wMzVhZDI3YjJjNTQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ph-3HwiPc0OmaLmpyoQs6J98SYlWynZCgswSaO_4QIU)</div>Darius was considering the idea of course and just decided to roll with it. As long as the message was clear he did not want any interruptions, then it would be all well and good. It seems this place had some muscle in the form of this orc and it was good in his mind since it meant nothing would really bother with the pair. His hand rubbed slowly over the Songbirds supple ass cheek's groping her with a firm hand whilst the dividers were being erected by Morty. Looks like the cook was one not to be messed with and he'd remember that later.<strong>"I'll take the meals later. But I'll have the drinks now."</strong>With a courteous bow of his head, the Hellhound would leave him to his business. He had plenty to discuss and indulge himself with.<br/><br/>With this in mind, he would let go of groping the poor Songbird and walked with her to the divider and after removing the gag, he sat down with her. But he drew her onto his knee so he could let her squirm upon him. True she was being punished but he was far from angry with her and in some ways he was enjoying this misadventure. Thus he began to speak softly to her whilst lightly pulling upon the ribbons to slowly release her nipples from imprisonment.<strong>"Now my dear. I did notice your rather hard orgasm outside..."</strong>He was speaking in a hushed tone.<strong>"And I would rather punish you for it myself than promise you to the tavern for just a meal and room. You're worth much more than that."</strong>He continued to pet her and worked his fingers between her legs, past the silk ropes she is held by and smiled. He pulled free his fingers letting her see the trends of her sexual honey clinging to his fingers.<strong>"As your punishment... you'll be my dessert sweet Songbird."</strong><br/><br/>His eyes kept upon her as he then spoke softly.<strong>"Kneel down between my legs... underneath the table. Tis time for your punishment."</strong>Should she obey him she could easily note how hard he had become from such a long walk and witnessing her sexual punishment. He reached down and pulled his manhood out before her eyes. He was as graphic with his order than ever before.<strong>"Suck upon my cock. Work it over with your soft lips, moist tongue and take me down within your mouth until I let my seed flow into your body. Make no noise."</strong>He knew that the disappearance of his slave would make a waiter or the halfling himself notice the scandalous act and that was the rub. The risk of possibly being caught in such a compromising act was the punishment he had in mind.