He felt no particular joy in it, it was a necessity to keep the body clean and free of bacteria. That the geisha chose to serve as a self-appointed at...endant was her journey not His and caused no negative ripple in the pool of His existence. The reflection from the mirror told so many stories. There written in line and verse was the sum of His experience. The once livid scars had faded, vague reminders now of trials but each fitted to His contour like a well-placed and carefully inked tattoo. “Look at that. Our little vigilante bitch is all wet from cumming so hard from just having her perky little tits played with.” Markus commented as he moved his hands from her tits down to her crotch. “Ray, get a shot of this.” He instructed. Ray did as he was told eagerly, zooming the camera in onto her crotch that was visibly soaked in girl’s own juices. “Aaaammpphhhh…” Stephanie whined, filled with humiliation and waning pleasure. “Don’t worry Lil slut, I know what you’re really craving.”. (They aren't the stubbly dwarves you might be thinking of, just imagine smaller humans, almost like hobbits)The Anu are an ancient race, said to be one of the first primal races to have walked the earth, they are a cat-like humanoid species, with full anthropomorphic features except for the fact they are covered in a short coat of fur, have tails and are much more lithe than the other races, they are known for their assassins and thieves, the rest of the continent considers them savages due to. "The girl glanced down, and then shut her eyes. She reached for the teacup, and took a long sip. As she glanced back up, she invested the storekeeper with the one thing that was hardest for her to give. In a beautiful yet softly muted voice, three syllables floated across to the old man's ears. "I trust you."The old man watched as the girl's body lost its fullness of breast and hip. He watched with satisfaction as scars and bruises unformed and healed. Her hair receded into her scalp until her.