The man pressed himself deeper between Hestia's thighs and spoke like every word had been waiting twenty-two years to leave his mouth.
"Finally the day has come, Miss Hestia. These twenty-two years dragged on for so fucking long. You have no idea how badly it broke me when all I could do was sit there and watch some piece of filth take you."
Tears slid down his face while his tongue dragged slow over her folds and closed around her clit with steady suction. He kept talking around the soft flesh with his voice thick and wet.
"I am sorry I wasn't able to save you from those degenerates till now. I am sorry I was nowhere when they moved you from one master to another for twenty-two straight years. But I… I really did everything I could. From the moment my eyes landed on you on that auction day the rest of the world stopped mattering."
"I made up my mind right there that you were already mine. I wanted to take you away that same moment, free you and make you my wife, but I failed."
