.. maybe down by my ankles somewhere.Quickly, I changed my mind and finally ran to the elevator. A door at the end of the hall slammed shut with a lou... thud. I almost sprained my neck turning his way, and only when he turned my way did I see the huge blade, glistening in the semi-darkened hallway.The doors had not opened as he started his journey in my direction. As always, my eyes noted his attire, always so fully dressed. Delirium had probably settled in by this time, because I recalled a. She asked if I had panties on I said no. She smiled asked if she could see, if I would stand up for her. I nervously laughed said no. She asked if I would at least take off my bra. I hesitated she pointed out that I could do it without taking my T shirt off. Somehow I felt that being she was braless it was the least I could do and I took it off for her. I sat there staring at her nips and I knew that mine showed almost as much. She began to asking me if I liked having my nips played with,. " You need to get your rest. Tory has high expectations for tonight. if you don't perform as well for her, she'll be crushed. I'd ask for details, but I know you wouldn't tell. I need a favor. If you will, let Dorian follow you around sometimes, maybe some of your magic will rub off on him."Her eyes told me she was joking, and I tried to look solemn when I agreed. She changed the subject, asking me if after the next few days she could show me what she had on adapting the new Issabella novel to. She said, "My flesh is weak, I want you to slap my ass until I no longer have lustful thoughts. As you slap me, I will recite the images I will no longer have about you". Her manservant tentatively spanked her right ass cheek. "Harder!", she said. "Make me understand that I must not dream of feeling your cock harden as I stroke it through your breeches." Slap! "Yes, I must not get wet at the thought of your mouth on me, on my breasts, my slit". Slap! "Licking the sweat from my breasts and.