He was also extremely entertaining to watch. The others pretty much just stood toe-to-toe and duked it out. He danced around them and dazzled them wit... his speed. He taunted his opponent that towered over him. He’d move out of the way of a powerful blow at the last instant and then spin around them slapping them on the butt with the flat of his sword. As I mentioned before, I simultaneously wanted to punch him in the face and sit on his face.That was how Glade and I met. He sought me out. Our workload was purely maintenance and monitoring; important enough, since we needed to spot trends before they became problems, but not terribly stressful. So when my office assistant announced a visitor, I was glad for the distraction. Unfortunately, my happiness wasn't very long-lasting."Saltrin Nomrall of Ritmurt to see you, Sir," came the voice of the receptionist over my intercom.I'd had a bit of a run-in with Clan Ritmurt when I declared myself a Clan Lord and took Nilwint as my Pet.. On the tour of the house, he’d told her he would turn 70 next year, but anyone looking at him would say early 50’s at the oldest. His salt and pepper hair swept over to the right, and a perfectly smooth face interrupted only by a black pencil moustache, evoking memories of 1930’s gangsters. ‘Suave’ was the word that came to mind when Charlie looked at him. He towered over her, easily 6’4” tall, compared to her short 5’3”. “Okay” he smiled again “I think that’s everything” He glanced down at. "Ohhh yeah," he groaned as he slowly pushed his dick deep into his little girl. He knew it was wrong. He knew he was taking advantage of her. But he didn't care. He was going to fuck her little cunt until it was sore."Ohh, god, daddy, its so big! Yeah... yeah... oh, it's stretching me out... ohhh daddy!" She had never had a cock this big, and it felt so good. And the image of her daddy mounting her like she was his bitch in heat made her even hotter. She wanted to be used by him. She wanted to.