"I grinned. "You do have a sense of humour! Well done."He smirked. "What should I tell Ser Cullen to look for?" Tell him to keep count of the number o... Tranquil, and ask the pretty ones about their sex lives. There was a strong implication some of the Tranquil were being used as sex slaves. And find a way to have her sword examined, by mages or the Tranquil or someone, whoever can recognise it for what it is. I suspect the rest will be obvious."Greagoir finally left, with Wynne and Irving in. It was like I was hypnotized by cousin’s words and with lot of courage I said ok let’s have a try. But promise me it will be a secret and safe. He smiled and promised that everything will be fine and nobody will know.So I asked him what we shall do. We both went into my room and Prasad started explaining his plan to me. Prasad bought a chemical from his collage lab which he wanted to try it on his mom. The plan was to drug both my parents and after they go to sleep we both will do our job. But. The next day, I used the aluminium dinghy with the small outboard to reach the warehouse and was met at the jetty by Turk and an nervous looking Bruce Smith. Bruce seemed to have recovered from his ordeal at Turk's hands. The ultra-short haircut suited him. Nor did he seem particularly hostile to Turk. Perhaps he was the forgiving sort. I thought I must remember to ask Turk what had happened between them.On the way to the warehouse, with its protected floors served by the latest in hi-tech. The third and final session of the day would be in the evening. Brought from the cell to a larger parlor, she would be punished in front of masked strangers for her demerits, again with the same crop, and again not overly harsh, but this time, initially across her buttocks, ending with a like number between her spread thighs, directly across the third stud piercing her clitoris, while humiliatingly forced again to keep track by counting aloud. That session finished, led back to her.