Renee watched in disbelief as Lisa went down on knees and bent her head all the way down beside the men who had raped them both. She wanted to tell Lisa to show just a little pride, really, she couldn't be taken in by these crooks?
As Lisa tilted over and ate, Brian stretched his hand out, eagerly rubbing her back. The bastard! Renee wanted to yell at him to stop but she knew if Lisa didn't fight back herself this was useless and dangerous. On a sign from Kiel she went over to serve some salad, glittering with tomatoes and creme fraiche for the two gentlemen. She really wanted to keep a straight face now and keep her own troubles out of mind.
As she stopped by Kiel she asked if he would like some more wine. Really, she would have wanted to push the salad bowl over his head.
-Yes please, he said, but first I’d like a slice of you – with lightning speed he leaned to her and yanked her nipple, pinching it hard.
-Eeow, Renee grunted. Lisa didn’t seem to notice.
-Hey, that’s no way to treat a woman, the maid hissed at the former butler and with a daring gesture under these circumstances moved her own hadn up to gently loosen his grip. At first he refused, going on to gloat at the growing pain in her eyes.
-Please, Renee whispered.
Finally he let go, but before she had time to think of a way to rpotect herself, he spooned up some salt ina teaspoon and brought it close to her breast. With great precision, he twitted some of the salt grains right onto her tortured bud.
Renee clenched her teeth with fresh pain. It was just agonizing.