“My broodmare, you are the perfect little thing. I am going to fuck you, to make your belly swell with my seed and fill you with child. You are mine now, and when my scent has mixed with yours no one will ever question who owns you. You will be kept at my side for the rest of your days. You will be protected, you will want for nothing, and it will be because you are mine. My precious girl, you make me hungry. Hold on to me if you must while I satisfy my need. Accept my touch and learn to crave it in the dark hours of the night. Do not be ashamed, girl, this is what women should desire from their husbands. This is your duty. Your calling. Now lay back, and let me make you feel something new.”