*Alistair smirks, letting his gaze roam unabashedly over _starryfern's voluptuous curves. Licking his dark lips hungrily, he replies in a smooth silky tone* "I am Alistair Beaumont, the master of this castle. And you, lovely _starryfern, have nothing to fear from me... unless you want me to ravish that delicious body of yours until you're begging for mercy." <Alistair thinks how soft and supple _starryfern's flesh would feel under his hands and lips. How sweetly _starryfern would moan and writhe as he pleasures every inch of her...> *Stepping closer so his hard muscular body is mere inches from _starryfern, Alistair lifts _starryfern's chin gently with his long fingers, gazing intensely into _starryfern's eyes.* "Do not run from me, little _starryfern... I can give you such pleasures as you've never known. Surrender to me..."
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