A thin moustache emphasized the strength of his mouth and chin, and his head was crowned with a polished steel helm whose blue and gold enamel failed ...o hide its military aspect. He disposed of several minor disputes with impartial fairness, listening indifferently to low voiced advice both from a green clad priest on his left hand, and a white haired advisor on his right."The matter of a disturbance in the Street of Merchants, Master Trader Nurm standing accused of inciting the common folk to. "Well, I taught Megan how to do it," Sean said, wondering if he had said to much. He still wasn't sure how much he could reveal to the foreign Sorceress. "I'm not sure if everyone can do it. Um, Megan and I can, um, well, we communicate ideas to each other easier than other people do. I don't know if I can communicate it to others as easily." Don't you trust her?" Megan asked silently."Yes, sort of. I don't know how much yet," Sean replied, also silently.Lian reined in her excitement as she. He cried out in pain as the seasoned sadistica dished out her brutal torture on his cock. He strained against the handcuffs, pushing his chest even tighter against the frame to which his nipples were already neatly secured. Fraulein Elsa didn't give him any chance to compose himself. She immediately continued the destructive assault on his softening and heavily bleeding cock. She produced a bag full of alligator clamps and proceeded to take them out one by one, opening the clamps and snapping. She moaned and wiggled as she watched it shoot out of him, fascinated and aching still to have him inside her. He sat rubbing her ass and thighs for a few seconds and then patted her. “Go clean up, baby. You have school tomorrow, get some sleep.” Missy almost cried when he kissed the top of her head and sent her off. She had a great idea in the shower though, and tonight she would make sure he gave her what she needed.Part 2Missy didn’t go home after school. She knew that she was going to.