The tree would eventually cancel the weak ward that held him prisoner as it wouldn't require it, but it would be much too late by then to help him. Th... tree would not prevail against my stronger wards. I would check on them both occasionally to be certain that the wards remained intact. I could already see the roots of the tree dropping toward the ground from inside Eogham's robe before I transferred back to the ground floor of the tower. Eamon was waiting there for me."Is it done?" he asked. In this few paragraphs you’ll learn about some teased instructions prepared for her and I’d like to incorporate your ideas into these. I’ll give it about a week or so for folks to chime in, then I’ll start writing them in small bursts like this so I can include as many as possible. Have fun, go wild, be naughty! No s**t, no blood, no real torture. Otherwise, I might be into it ;)I reserve the right to twist your ideas a bit to fit the story arc. No complaining. Best,Monika———I sat in bed. Before long she had my leg shaking as she concentrated on my glans. The pleasure was intense and I could feel my balls almost bursting as my load of spunk prepared for ejaculation. However I wanted to save my seed for her cunt. So reluctantly I pulled away and guided her to the arm rest of a couch. She spread her legs for me giving me a perfect view of her vulva. Her lips were engorged, clit peeking our from beneath its protective hood and her honey was flowing freely. I wrapped my arms. "What is, I mean, what was that?" "A Rufus victim, I think!" Marisa picked up the shoes and presented them side-by-side to Chloe. "You were supposed to change the bulb, this is what happened because you didn’t." She then picked up the pink heels, "I see you took the trouble to clean these out!" It was Chloe’s turn to colour with embarrassment. "I didn’t know there was something in there until it was too late, besides I was in a hurry." "Yeah, well I was in a hurry too. How many has Rufus.