The room was dark, with the curtains drawn.Johnson flicked on the light and took in the extraordinary scene.The room was relatively small with a doubl... bed in the middle.The duvet was discarded, hanging off the bed.On the bed, on her back, was a nakedwoman.Herface was obscured by a combination of a sleeping mask, a ball-gag in her mouth, and ear protectors over the top of her head.Her hands were boundtogether and tied to the bedpost by her head.Her legs were bound closely together in several. It’s a common place for royalty to meet with visitors and heads of state. It is also quite close to the Palace.” The prince said moving closer to talk to Marcos. “Menthino has a building on a block with Osmuun and Dar Delis I believe.”“Lead the way prince. Will we have any trouble getting you into the city?” Marcos asked not really concerned if anything actually happened to him now.“No. The nobles know me on sight, but not too many of the commoners have seen me before. None but my maids. –Your BenefactorNeedless to say, Samael thought it was a joke at first, but decided to give it a go. he griped his fist and made a wish. Samael: I wish there was a mansion with 100 bedrooms and 100 bathrooms and those who in the mansion can teleport to those bedrooms and bathrooms by their number between 1-100.He then looked in front of him as a massive mansion was right in front of him, as he walked into the mansion and then, he thought about bedroom 20 and then, he was instantly teleported in. And that was it for the night.Mel finally gained consciousness, kneeling before the toilet but thankfully without vomit in his mouth. He knew the position, knew the taste of his own retch, but at the moment he seemed to just be resting, ready for a worst case scenario but yet to deliver anything into the bowl. His head hurt, his stomach was queasy, his body ached, and worst of all he had no idea of where he was. He found the energy to stand, felt out the light switch, and looked around outside.