He then would pretend to place the empty necklace box into the locked box, leaving a guard there all night long, seeming undisturbed until morning. I ...ad also charmed the night cook's helper into placing a sleeping draught into the weak watered ale for all of the guardsmen and the rest of the household staff that night.The nobleman handed off the necklace as commanded in his trance to Mumford, who was in disguise as a footman serving at the party and one of the very last staff to leave after. "Oh Mistress, I want to put them deep inside me, to take myself hard. To roll my clit under my thumb, to feel my body squeeze my fingers deep inside. To drip with sweat and lust for you. I want to cum, so hard, that my knees buckle and I fall to the ground. I need to squirt, shudder, and gush for you. Oh, all for you, my Mistress."My voice is dripping with pure needy lust, begging for you to let me take myself. I can feel your eyes on me, drinking in the sight of me debasing myself and enjoying. They are usually sold at a young age." Why didn't your parents sell you?" I asked."There are several reasons. After I was born, my father was injured and couldn't father any more children. Besides that, my parents spent a lot of time in France and England. They learned a lot of Western ways." What would have happened if you and your mother had stayed in China and it was only your father who died?" I asked."My father's brother would have inherited all of my father's wealth. He would have. It hadn’t pierced his shoulder all the way, so he couldn’t just snap off the end, nor could he simply rip it out without risking the arrowhead breaking off and being left in his shoulder. He had to dig it out with his knife, slowly, with blood streaming down his arm and the pain giving him spasms.Perhaps it was better to be hit with bullets rather than arrows after all.He eventually managed to remove the arrow and poured half of a healing potion onto the wound. These potions could mend flesh.