He didn’t know whether it was stupidity or hubris that got him into this mess. He had known the girl was the daughter of a Druid, but he had dismiss...d that fact as irrelevant. After all, he was a judge – the final arbitrator of right and wrong. The only people he had to worry about were other judges and that wasn’t that big of a threat. They could over-rule his decisions, but they couldn’t toss him off the bench for bad judgment on one case.He reached over and took a sip of cognac. It was the. "But what could have taken five seconds turned into a five minute strip tease that had Michael crazy with lust by the end. Lisa began by slowly turning as she stood a few feet in front of him. She pulled up on the bottom of her dress, first on one side and then the other, but she never revealed the entirety of the bikini panties she wore. Michael realized he was in for a long show, so he leaned back, spread his legs and let his cock grow on its own as he watched.Lisa bent over with her ass. He seemed more interested in inflicting pain as an end rather than a mean, and more generally in the physical side of things, particularly in the application of force. It appealed to me, in a rather bestial manner, the thought of being of being savagely taken and hurt. Nothing tender about it, just a primal assertion of power over me. My body ached to be abused in that way by him. Yet her style seemed far more intriguing. More careful, mixing pain and pleasure to break down her prey's. Wait."Chinzel suppressed another surge of panic. His stomach roiled as though it wanted to crawl up his windpipe. At the same time he felt light, almost bouncy. The keeper of Nurm's doorway, another of Nurm's demons, seemed tame enough. Its... his hair and beard were a dirty white, his face pale under its tan. His eyes were an unusually light shade of brown. Of nearly human form, he was as tall as Shantar, but painfully thin."Are... are you sure that this is the right place?" Chinzel whispered.