You will succumb to the feelings your spell has awakened, and beg me to take you. When you do, the sorceress of the black tower will finally be defea...ed." Her soft laughter trailed off to a moan. "You don't... mmmh... understand." "Don't understand what? I know that spell firsthand, milady. Your desire will keep building. You will beg me for release long before morning. I can afford to wait." "Fool." She stumbled to her feet and crossed the room to a small dresser. She fumbled in. He quickly took my silence as what it was, asubconscious suppression of any resistance my mind could produce. Hewasted no time waiting for me to speak, instructing me to stand andstrip. I looked up at him in my spellbound state and asked if we mightgo a little slower. "No. Strip. Now," was his repsonce.Still confused I shakily stood before him. He motioned with his hand atmy pants and said, "Down." I undid my belt and let my pants drop.Still hesitant he again motioned and said, "Off!" I. ”“So when is the next cold period?” Dennis asked, not really wanting to know the answer.“Soon, a few days.” She noticed his concerned expression and waved her furry hand dismissively. “Don’t worry, you’ll be perfectly safe. Our buildings are very well insulated. Don’t expect to be doing much during those days though. As I said, in response to extreme cold Borealans go into a low metabolic state.”“You’ll have to show me an orbital model of what that looks like some time Xhe, it’s hard to. Fortunately, not the connection, but while his wound was healing and he was regaining strength, he decided that his year’s supply of potions could be used to resupply himself with Damsels. It wouldn’t hurt that he would also increase his wealth.With her studies of Chaos lore, Monica’s awakening was no surprise. It was very early morning – she could hear the first patrons arriving for breakfast in the common room below. She was on a reasonably comfortable bed dressed in a simple gown. A purse.