You owe me a great debt for getting you out of Hell, even if I sent you there in the first place, as was my right. And your role and duty is to serve ...e by being my plaything ... and by servicing my ladies. Hell, I might well also have you serve my boys. Yeah, you’ll have to be their bum boy, their pussy boi, if you will, serving them with your mouth and your boi pussy,” I chuckled as each of the horny bastards in my household lined up to bugger Jerry.“Please ... don’t make me take all of that. Damn it! In a moment, though, the thought of spending some time alone became more appealing. From the time Sasha joined me on my flight, I’d either been thinking about him, or thinking about work. I needed some time to think about me. I returned to my room and slipped on a casual, more comfortable dress. I knew where I would go for some good thinking time: the gardens of the Imperial Palace. I took another cab there, soon finding myself at the exquisite gate that marked its entrance. Once. I tried and found that I could.All of the young men were now watching us and one or two more, and a couple of girls were joining them. Some were taking photographs of us.I was the first to cum, my body shaking and moaning. My hands had gone to my little tits and were pulling and twisting my nipples. There was total silence from our audience as they watched my orgasm come and go, then Wren’s. She didn’t put her hands on her tits but I did, and I abused one nipple like I had abused my own.Both of. Still, some things could be inferred.There were several exercises which required pronunciation. The section defined the shape of the mouth, the tongue, and so on. I now had sound values for many of the building blocks. Like with word meanings, several of them were tentative, but I was able to find enough sentences about counting syllables, and what I thought was rhyming, to narrow down most of the phonemes.The people of the Grimoire called themselves Nalu. It meant something like "the real.