By this time, I was pretty well exhausted. It had been a very long day for me, and I was ready to sleep. We cuddled spoon-fashion with her back to me,...and we soon went to sleep.The next morning was spent with me being indoctrinated into the culture of Horurie. Mostly, it was similar enough to the prewar life in Virginia that I had little trouble keeping it straight. The main item of interest was that the male half of the population spent most of their time fighting, either each other or various. Humans that are sent there generally lose the ability to be killed. They will suffer mind-numbing tortures and excruciating deaths, but until they finally crumble into ash, there is nothing that can free them of their pain. I consider myself lucky that my enemies don’t have that trait. Even in Hell, beings with Angel or Demon energy are mortal, meaning that I’m not just killing the same opponent over and over again.”“So I imagine it’s full of criminals?”“Generally, but there are also the. Then she sighed for effect, "Listen, Natalie. Do you want to have sex with James?"Natalie flushed and glanced away.Julie smiled, "Yeah, I thought so. He's a good looking guy with a hot body and a very nice looking dick. You know, you two weren't exactly stealth hiding behind that bush yesterday."Natalie's eyes snapped open in astonishment, "You knew?" I saw you when we came out of the water. When your sister came out from behind the bush too, I figured you were both back there. The fact that. So you’re telling me that those frighten you, tells me that we are more alike that I had first thought. Now, my pet, tell me about your thought on the crops, whips, and floggers.” “Crops are for horses or animals. Whips remind me of Indiana Jones. Floggers are rather medieval. Sir.” The Minotaur laughed. “Crops can be fun for a quick spanking. Whips are a bitch to control. Floggers can be fun depending on what is in their ends. The only one I’d use with you, my pet, have feathers or softened.