Support Albina

You stand, regarding the other landholder coldly as his **** begins to slurp noisily on his prick. "I think we'll be going, Artorius. Albina may not be in the same class as we are, but she is my friend and her father is a faithful employee. There's no call for your rudeness." You wrinkle your noise at the sight of him beginning to facefuck his ****. "Besides, I doubt there's much of use Albina could learn from one such as you."

"Get out!" Artorius snarls. "Fine, then, leave, but take the little bitch with you! I know who I am! I know I'm more of a man than anyone realizes!"

"We'll see ourselves out," you tell him brusquely, and turn to go. As you do, you see him pull his **** up and push her onto her hands and knees on the couch out of the corner of your eye. As you leave the hall and pass back to the front door, the sound of Artorius's labored breathing and the wet slapping of his fucking follow you to the door.

"Well _that _was fucking disgusting," Albina says bitterly, once you're safely outside. "I told you he was a boor. But he's never been quite that bad before..." she shudders slightly.

"Indeed," you say with a nod. "I'm sorry you had to see that. Some men...well, some men just take things too far."

She snorts. "Thank you for sticking up for me, though," she says quietly. "I think he's had a fascination with me for a while, but...well, my father's not interested." She shakes her head. "And thank Diana he's not! I'd die sooner than be that prick's whore!"

You chuckle. "Don't worry about that. I don't think your father's such a fool as to give you to someone he's already had to bail out."

"I certainly hope not..."

You smile and put a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. "It's late. Let's go home. ...And let's drink to forget that scarring sight."

Albina laughs. "Oh, gods! Yes. Let's."