At the Bardic College of Az, I had taken classes on bewitching monsters. Different beasts required different techniques to placate them. Lullabies wor...ed well on ogres while trolls were susceptible to befuddlement. Griffins could be befriended and hippogriffs scared. But many monsters were primal, responding to only the most basic of drives.And none were more basic than lust.My fingers strummed across the strings, chords of low, throbbing notes pulsed through the air. The couatl, crushing. ..", I pleaded."Yea right..." he scoffed."Honest, I wouldn't have done it again, but she asked me and I guess I just had a moment of weakness." I was starting to panic. "Please let me go, I promise I won't ever let her touch me again! Please, oh god. This is going to ruin me and my family... Please" You should have thought about that before you had your little girl pull on your shlong" he laughed a bit.I pleaded some more with him. I figured that if I could somehow keep him talking, I still had. I arrived at the Spencers’ just after 8:00pm, and let myself in with the key that they’d let me keep. Melanie and Pete were in the living room waiting for me. I took my stuff up to the guest room and then went back down to join them. We talked for about ten minutes and then I got up to make a couple of phone calls.I called Elyse to see how things had gone with Warren. She told me that it had been OK, but she didn’t sound too enthusiastic. She didn’t volunteer any more information, and I didn’t. Suddenly, the phone pinged, making me jolt, almost dropping the damn thing.“Have you used that thing yet?” the message said. It was Ken!“Sorry for being so forthright, Anna. It feels good to have it wriggling in and out of your pussy right?”“N-no! I haven’t used it yet!”“Don’t be afraid, it’s just some much needed relief. You haven’t had that in a long time, have you? I know this is all new and scary but trust me, no one else need to know about this,” he typed.“What makes you think I will use.