Now thanks to Major over there your body is dead, and you my dear is a pretty broodmare, and permanently!Oh bye the bye, you should know that I have g...eat plans to use you as a broodmare. One might expect after the first or second foaling shall wear, degrade your memories. I will tell you that my lovely witchery friends here have told me that nary one yet of those they transformed, female or males, retained a single human thought after being mated their third time round.So then, it is for you. "No, sire, that modality of pleasure is only permitted to the High King."Goriander smiled. "But who is to know? And of course there is the matter of a suitable reward for unfolding thy treasures fully unto me." A small gleaming ingot lay in the open palm of his hand.She hesitated, then nodded. "Come," she said."You are a trader in certain rarities then?" Yes, my fair Astara, and the rarest of all rarities is knowledge, the knowing of the means by which to accomplish certain difficult tasks.". Yes, of course.” He looked around as he went to leave the train. “I missed my stop.”“Next one back is on the other platform,” the guard said, shaking his head. It happened all the time. Drunk, doped up or simply too dozy to notice; they all ended up at the end of the line eventually. This one looked relatively normal though. Apart from the rather pre-occupied expression on his face.“Thanks.” Lionel stepped out of the carriage and headed towards the train that would take him back south again. It. I was stroking any cock that I could get my hand on. I got a charge out of touching different men's cocks like that. Terry rode the elevator down with me and I went straight to the restroom where my stockings were. I put them on and I had to wipe all the cum discharging from me.I was about to leave when the door opened (I forgot to lock it this time) I looked up and it was one of the men from up in the room. He was, I think, the first black man who had fucked me up there. He locked the door.