Cassie speaks up.

As you try and think of a way that will protect Cassie from the neanderthal Ritter Cassie shakes her head. "Please don't hurt us..." Cassie says as she eyes the gun on Ritter's shoulder warily. "Please."

Ritter smirks, "I don't want to hurt either of you. I just want to get a little release is all, I think it's deserved. You think since everyone listens to you, you should get the perks? You know why I went to jail?"

You blink at the sudden turn in the conversation. "No, I don't." You answer, and absentmindedly lick your hand clean of Cassie.

"Now that is hot." Ritter observes, "I got thrown into jail cuz I fell in love with a rich girl, name was Belinda, with a powerful pops. He didn't like me and told his brother, the sheriff that I had **** Belinda. And in jail I had to fight to survive. I ain't the bad guy, Alex. I really ain't. It's just after ten in the pen it's hard to turn it off. I'm used to taking, not asking." He pauses and looks at Cassie, causing her to flinch a bit at his intense gaze. "Seems to me that Cassie here was sheltered as a kid. She went gothic-lite as a small way to rebel against a pops or mom. It's cool. What I propose here is she watches you show her how to suck my cock. I'll put the gun down. I won't do a thing to her. I swear on Belinda's soul. Unless...unless the both of you are girl exclusive now." Ritter finishes.

You look down as Ritter puts his shouldered gun down on the floor, still within reach, but not as menacing.

A moaning to the side catches your attention.