As he crouched back down, his eyes registered the contrast between my shaved labia and the white lace. They flicked downwards, blinked and widened as ...e hitched another breath. I was pleased to see his cock throb and strain under his shorts as a small dark stain of pre-cum formed on the leg."Problem," I asked, smiling at him."You've put a lot of thought into this, haven't you," he said, very seriously."Of course," I replied, touched that he noticed. "Maybe we can find a way for you to return. The common tongue translation of their name is "Stealth Warrior" or "Shadow Warrior".They live underground in small clans or tribes and frequently fight amongst themselves. They do not build their own lairs, rather they routinely invade the tunnels of Gnomes and Goblins, enslaving the inhabitants.They do not interbreed or trade with the other races, although they are known to take slaves, both as sex slaves and to work in their mines. They are fierce warriors with a unique honor code and they. Cane him!" She sat on the edge of the bed. The air in the room was perfumed with the subtle scent of female arousal. She unbelted the velvet skirt he had admired since arriving; she wore nothing underneath. She spread the velvet over the bed and stood before him. She pulled on the leash so that his nose was close to her sex."There, a nice fresh smell for you! Now I want you to beg to be caned in front of the girls. The sooner you do it, the sooner we'll have the caning over with. I intend to. You did do a bloody good job of disappearing. I was running around Spain for nearly two months like a tit in a trance.’ ‘What brought you to Cornwall then?’ ‘The flowers you have put on your parents grave every year and the fact your sister spends so much time in Padstow.’ ‘She rarely comes near me.’ ‘I know, but I put the two together and that made look down here for you.’ ‘OK. I’m celibate at the moment. I think I’ve been burnt enough over the years.’ ‘Lastly would you mind meeting my.