He needed a pussy. My pussy.I wiggled my hips, pausing at the stairs that led from the dungeon. I threw a final look over my shoulder now, giving him ...hat beseeching look. I put all my lust and desire into this look, my lower lip pouting.He had to act. He had to want me. He had to throw me against the wall and fuck me so hard. I wiggled my hips. His hand tensed on his spear. His wings fluttered more. I held the pout for one more second.Then turned to crawl up the stairs. I put my hand on the. "Sleepy? A little sire, just this last minute." It's the start of your first purge cycle. You're going to get very sleepy, very soon." Do you want to wait until then? Sire, it's your right to fuck me while I sleep." That can be very dangerous," I said, telling Shephatiah something I was sure she already knew. "Strong physical stimulation can arouse a woman out of her purge cycle. The damage to the mind can be catastrophic." I know. Sire, you have the right to damage my mind. It's..." She paused. She then tied my ankles to the chair legs and my hands behind my back."There I can't have you messing up your new look tonight before youassume your new role in the morning! What do you say?" Thank you mithdreth," I said softly."Good you can stay in the chair all night so you are ready and made up inthe morning. It's turning me on you being dressed and helpless likethat."She undid her skirt and it fell to the floor and she undid her blouse aswell. She stood in front of me in matching green. As she reached his knees, one of the women tickled him and he squeaked in surprise. Immediately the eunuchs stepped forward and administered a sharp WHAP of their whips on the still exposed buttocks of the girls. As Ramzy El-Najjar watched in the ceiling mirror mounted on the four posts of the bed, the olive-white orbs quivered in pain and a clear red line appeared on each wriggling rump. He felt his already hard prick rise further at the sight."Again," he said, more to see what would happen.