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“Bound One?” a shy voice asked. I turned to see an elvish whore, a mixture of dawn-blood and dark-blood, entwining her fingers nervously. “Yes?” I tried to keep the irritation out of my voice. “There’s someone here to see you.” “Tell them I’m busy.” I said, and returned my attention to Tera. “It’s uh…” the whore looked incredibly uneasy, “it’s japanese your father.” He was on the stairway of The Pussy Palace, surrounded by his usual entourage of ten mages. They’d cleared a path through the crowd that flocked to Willowbud’s new house of sin, and stood stiffly, watching me as I slowly descended the steps with two gods at my back. I couldn’t believe I’d once been terrified of this man. He’d seemed larger than life, a wielder of incalculable power, a man whose eyes and ears extended to the edge of the world. Now, all I saw was a deranged geriatric, vainly trying to look presentable in ill-fitting armor and a much-needed haircut. The façade might’ve fooled the passing glance, but one look into his eyes revealed the fevered glint of their madness. He’d barely been sane the last time I saw him, but I guess the realization that his own daughter at stolen his life’s work finally broke him. He didn’t even glance at me, but stared longingly at the Heat Bringer. “Emperor Flitari, what a pleasure.” Willowbud called. “Your Holinesses,” Father replied in his most regal voice, “it is such a privilege to see you in the flesh. When I received your invitation, you would not believe my joy. It is beyond an honor.” “You invited him .” Julia hissed behind me to Willowbud, “How?” “You remember those messages I sent you,” Willowbud chuckled, “well, they go long-distance.” “This is my temptation?!” Julia sounded incredibly agitated. I might’ve asked what she meant by ‘my temptation,’ were japan I not so focused on the man before me. “Sister Julia Glendian.” Father said, almost sounding friendly, “I hope that you’ll forgive me for asian the… brashness of my pursuit of you, but you must understand, it was all for your own safety.” “For my own safety?” Julia scoffed behind me. Father spread his hands before him. “I was only putting the empire’s best interests at-” “Look at me!” I snapped at him, and Father’s eyes finally fell to mine. There it was: the hatred, the jealousy. The evidence of chinese my crime was glowing white from my flesh, and through the silk of my dress. “Bound One.” Father nodded with forced respect. “That’s right, old man.” I hissed, “ Bound One. You have the audacity stand in the presence of divinity?” I stepped until our eyes were level, “I would see you kneel.” “Lucilla I-” and I cut the words from with mouth with a strike across the face. It was an awkward punch, thrown without experience, and its contact lanced pain up my forearm, but god, did it ever feel good. Father stumbled back into his mages, whose angry eyes and astral melds began to gleam threateningly. “Oh, I wouldn’t do that.” Willowbud chuckled, and I was actually glad the sadistic cunt was behind me. I didn’t need to turn around to know that her and Julia were displaying their power; I could see it in the fear shining from the mages’ eyes, and hear it in the hushed gasps of the spectators. Father wiped a trickle of blood from his lips, shook his mages off him, and got on his knees before me. pussy “Bound One.” He mumbled. “Why have you come here?” “Her Holiness, Night Eyes, requested my presence. She said I could atone for my transgressions, and ensure the safety of my empire.” “ The safety of your empire? Recent events with the Tendraxians have led me to be cautious." Now, she can do the things chinese she has to without fear. japan They hooted and waved. You notice this and give your cunt framed by your black thigh high stockings, a little rub then again lick your fingers. Some of his other activities—well…they appear to be something else entirely.” She shook at her bindings, trying to break free but it asian was useless. I could feel myself flushing and then I turned and ran for the bathroom. He scooped her pregnant form up in his arms and carried her pussy away while I gasped and panted. He pulled out the bottle of Pink Passion, the lube in there dyed its namesake's color. “You can't expect her to be your little sexpot twenty-four/seven.” ‘But my japanese husband, my ex husband, takes care of that. All the while the vibrator just kept on humming.