The female voice was familiar. A brisk night breeze fluttered and stirred the window curtains against the wall and glass panes. Pinky’s eyes adjust...d to the dark quickly because the room was bathed in moonlight and laid strange white silhouettes around the room. He listened patiently for the voice but only heard a dog barking far away. ‘I must have been dreaming,’ he thought. ‘You weren’t dreaming, Eugene,’ the voice spoke again. ‘You’re back!’ Pinky seemed surprised. ‘I’m never far away, I. She tenderly put her lips to my breast and I could feel her tongue as she slowly licked the salt from my skin. She then drew her head back, looked deep into my eyes, smiled a smile I knew was infected with lust, and shot the Tequila down, never breaking eye contact.It took me a second to regain my composure enough to follow suit. I somehow managed to raise my glass to my lips; pour the sweet sticky liquor into my mouth and swallow, despite the lump in my throat. Noi peevishly changed tack and. It does sting and the leather cords can find their way into some very intimate places. I also found the cane I was intending to use. I placed both of the items on the desk in front of Sophie. “I will start with the leather whip; it will prepare your bottom nicely for the cane. I think we need a severe caning. How many strokes do you feel would suffice?”“Maybe six sir, I am very sorry.”“Six will not even begin to suffice this time. Think again.”“Nine should be more than enough.”“I think you. By siphoning off a bit of their powers, each demon could go about its business while still living up the agreement that had been forged with Alexander the Great on his deathbed. But now, I needed to know the secret, the way to unlock the powers of the ring for my own use.Ornias hesitated briefly; I knew it hated to give me the secret of the power, considering me to be unworthy of such a gift. Still, it had sworn to tell me, and I could easily enough slip the piece of paper bearing its symbol.