.. it seemed tobring her home. To her real home, a place that had always seemed farremoved from even pre-war London, which seemed lost so long ago onl... tobe recalled more fondly than any fairy tale setting. But although therain seemed to offer a promise of normalcy when all was said and done,now certainly wasn't the time to get sentimental."Over there! To the left!" her companion urged her. It didn't alarm herthat the words had come out of her mouth. Although to the casualobserver she was. In the center of the room was a nine-foot circle decorated with runes and sigils, the Hebrew and Aramaic incantations lovingly reproduced in flowing script, the graceful lines carved into the stone floor and then filled in with molten gold. It was beautiful to behold, shining as it caught the candlelight, a circle worthy of even the highest ranked Kings and Princes of Hell.Around the circle a dozen Masonic wizards were already preparing their ritual, their hooded robes decorated in the purple. He released his grip on the boy, and helped him to his feet. Kennewick was sniffling and whimpering softly, his muzzle damp with tears. He stood aside and tried futilely to rub the intense fire from his well-punished bottom, which showed a lovely soft crimson glow beneath the snowy white fur. Arlin turned his gaze to Katella, and again patted his leather-clad thigh. She submissively stepped forward, and like her brother, obediently positioned herself across the powerful Tiger's lap.The Warden. " David glanced at his friend's cock as he stood up and shed his own jock, grabbing a towel from his locker. 'Lucky bastard,' thought David. 'Why couldn't I have a cock like that? Would Karen still be acting like a nut job? Well, Kelly had had Pete's big cock for fifteen years and still split. Maybe a big cock wasn't everything.' They walked to the showers and, since they were alone, continued their conversation. "Seriously," said Peter. "Lots of people are doing it nowadays." "Swinging?".