Her voice was soft and authoritative, but there was something else there too. There was an uneasiness that was uncharacteristic and made me even more ...ervous.She was so beautiful I couldn't bear to look up into her eyes, but I could feel her glare, and it numbed my brain into obedience. I proceeded mechanically trying hard not to think about how ridiculous I felt ... or what I was doing ... and how fucking crazy I was for willingly coming here today. There was no use resisting at this point. If. It’s true. I was announcing, without really announcing, ‘moving on’ with the ‘breakup cut’. The let’s-cut-it-all-off-haircut was a statement of personal empowerment, an adieu to an affecting three-year relationship with a Hungarian woman I had fallen madly in love with during my sabbatical in London. My first serious lesbian relationship. I was 35. Until then I wasn’t pretending to be ‘straight’...I was straight. I had instantly sensed a connection when I met my college sweetheart at 19. It was. ”“I wonder…aaaah!!…why,” Kristin moaned. Then Ian shifted the nightstick so that it’s tip was resting right on her defenseless hole and held it there as he reached beneath to twiddle her clit.“Oh, Jeeeesus! What are you waiting for?” Kristin wondered.Ian shoved the nightstick inside of her pussy none too easily and began roughly fucking her with it. “Like that?” Ian growled when Kristin first grunted in pain. “You like it rough, don’t you? The pretty ones always do.” He spanked her ass hard on. Serpin shook her head, “You have to help, especially with the weapons area, as you will need to work here too. You are still my apprentice even if you’re the Guild Lord.”Collin was surprised and pleased. He knew he’d have other responsibilities and he had a feeling this shop would be his escape as much as anything. He did have some special commissions that he would have to work on with Serpin.They went and checked out the living arrangements. The main complex was set up in a square ‘A’.