He doesn´t find her but...

After a few minutes of searching, Clovis just gives up on the search, it has been at least ten minutes, Clovis had searched every nook and cranny of the place and, luckily for her, forgot to search her barrel. "It must be a rat, i really need to set some traps here, maybe i should ask that bitch Lina to do it and then, maybe we could have some fun." Clovis´s tone doesn´t leave too much for her to guess about what he had in mind for Lina but as if this wasn´t enough, he continued. "That delectable ass of hers are a joy to behold..." Lina hears Clovis sitting, right on her barrel. "...i would grab her by the ass, press her head on the wall..." Now Lina, already disgusted, was appaled to hear what could only be sounds of masturbation, the movements of his stroking his own cock audible. "...grind my crotch on her..." The sounds intensifies, for a few minutes he just kept speaking to himself, imagining all kinds of lewd acts with Lina´s body, by the sound of it, it seemed that this wasn´t his first session with Lina on Clovis´ mind. Lina had no doubt in her mind to what he would do to her, if she was found out, after all, he was describing everything in excruciating detail.

After another ten minutes of this, he finnally climaxed, no doubt imagining it was her under him and, in a strange way he was right, she remained there, no moving a muscle until he finished and left the storage room. Right now, Lina is out of the barrell, convinced she wasn´t in any more danger, at least for now. It wouldn´t be long now before the breakfast bell ringed. She has wasted too much time here. Robbing the loaves was out of the question, not after that experience and, although the slight dampness in her crotch denounced that some part of her didn´t find Clovis´ attentions all that bad, she couldn´t remain here. Its breakfast or hunting for her, right now.