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fucks you until you forget your name. Now forgive me, for I must do this.”
    Do what? She opened her mouth to ask. A cloth was pushed into it, making her gag. She felt pressure on her neck. “Whmmpf...”
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    Finally, she’d stopped struggling. How on earth were we to know she’d put up such a struggle? He felt sure he had gouges on his neck where she had managed to claw him, before the pressure he exerted rendered her unconscious. Worried about Nathaniel, who he hoped was simply stunned, Jasper maneuvered her through the door and outside the coach. Once there, he moved with haste to where a nondescript, unmarked, black, carriage waited. He checked her coachman and footman were still securely tied and blindfolded before putting her on the seat, and treating her to similar ministrations. Only then did he make his way back to her coach. Nat was still lying on the floor, his head cushioned by an elegant skirt, although his eyes were open.
    “The bloody woman shot me,” he said incredulously. “Luckily tis only a flesh wound in my arm, but hell Jas, tis my fucking arm.”
    Jasper grinned, as he checked the wound. “I was sure you used your cock to fuck. Stop being a babe. It is but a scratch, you’ll live to fuck another day. You were lucky ‘twas not your cock, for I felt sure that was her intention. Can you stand?”
    Nat nodded, and smiled wryly. “Who would have believed me to be bested by a woman? I feel we are in for such treats as to be unimagined. Perhaps it would be wise to leave now, before we’re disturbed.”
    Jasper helped him out of the coach, and across the lane. Not ten miles from her home and even nearer to the hunting lodge they earmarked for this activity, they had chosen the spot for their hold-up perfectly. The lane was little used, and the most direct way to Midwood. Having followed Sophia on horseback for most of her journey, it had needed only a swift, cross-country, exhilarating ride to reach their destination, drive the coach to their chosen spot, and wait.
    “All has gone to plan perfectly until Sophia discharged her weapon.” Nat grumbled sotto voce as Jasper helped him to their coach. He waited until Jasper also seated himself inside. “I would have preferred for me to discharge my weapon into her, and I do not mean my pistol...well...” His eyes twinkled. “Not my Manton.”
    Jasper looked sympathetically at his twin. “Soon,” he replied. “Once you are capable.”
    Nat looked down at his pantaloons, snug and curved lovingly around a hard erect cock. “It seems my capabilities have not been compromised,” he retorted. “Not in that area at least. Damn, Jas, I seem to be dripping blood all over the squabs.” He indicated his arm where blood oozed slowly through the cloth of his coat. “Moving me has agitated this. Do you need to do anything else with her servants? For if not perhaps you could drive and I will watch our lady. How long will she be out?”
    Jasper sighed. “Not long enough I fear. Although, trussed and tied you will have the advantage. One moment.” Swiftly he loosened the rag in her mouth. “I do not wish to suffocate her, and she is well unaware at the moment. If she squawks too much, ‘twil be up to you to silence her as you wish.” His hands moved around Sophia’s waist and secured her to the long, cushioned, bench by a silken cord. “No doubt she will fight and spit, but unsighted and immobile you will only need to ignore her voice, not dodge her blows. Now.” He jumped with agility from the vehicle. “I will attend to her coachmen and we will leave.”
    Swiftly he walked back across the lane to where Sophia’s coachman and footman had been left on the verge. It had been more than easy to waylay them, Jasper mused as he skirted a bush and came up behind them, even though their cooperation had been assured. He would have words with Sophia about her lack of security. It was all well and good saying the roads were safe, but he and Nat had proved