But was I free enough to have sex with a dog?My foolish mother would die if she knew I was even considering such a thing. And what about Frank, who'd ...een trying to get into my sixteen-year-old cunny for three solid months? I looked at Napoleon again and couldn't stifle a laugh. Now that I was fully awake, I realized just how hot his tongue had gotten me. The big dog must have read my thoughts because suddenly he was lapping at my tummy, spreading the wetness around until I was coated with his. "Bare pussy," the slave with the branding iron says. "Good. Less mess that way."She then steps forward, grabs a hold my pussy, sticks a finger into my slit, and pulls my twat upwards just a bit, giving her a better angle for the red-hot branding iron.SSSSSSSTTTTTT!!!!!"Oh, my fuckin shit!" I scream. "What the fuck have you done to my pussy?"I am crying now. It's the worst pain that I have ever felt, and I consider myself a pain slut."Fuck you, you no good fuckin' whore!" I scream at her. "I. There were no spirits in this place. No Evocation, Enhancement, Abjuration, Conjuration, or Transformation spirits danced through the air. Painted on the walls were symbols written in the arcane tongue."You're a mage?" I gaped."Euryale has been taught the arcane arts," hissed the gorgon."I doubt the new Collegiate Tower takes gorgons," I said, my heart racing faster. I scanned around. A curtain of silk covered a section of the cave wall. It rippled. There was an opening behind the curtain. My. “It’s your birth certificate, the one I sent off for. It’s the first step in making you legal.” She makes kiss with me strong.“Will I now receive ID?” I ask.“We’re going to have to go get it,” she says, “but this is what you’ll need to show them. One of the things, anyhow.”I still do not understand, but because Linda is pleased I, too, am pleased. It seems that soon I will have the ID that is needed for me to live in this place and to work for the money I must have.Then is something that.