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“All you had to do was ask,” I chuckled to myself, shaking my head. She had no idea how those words applied to her, too. Maggie was never going to believe this, when I told her. Our regular girl, Isabella, wasn't half as feminine looking and hot as Rachel was, and her dick was even smaller than mine! Here we'd been paying for it all this time, and if I'd only known Rachel was out there somewhere, we might have been getting it for free! I wondered, did Rachel swing both ways? I knew Maggie would absolutely love that huge, thick cock of hers, every bit as much as I just had! I'd have to be careful, though... right now, Rachel thought she was doing this to me against my will, and punishing me was clearly her primary motivation for doing it. Not her only one, though... no, that kiss she'd given me at the end there had proven that! I'd just have to wait until she'd worked out most of her anger on me, first, before I could admit how much I'd truly been enjoying what she'd been doing, and I could ask her if she'd allow Maggie to come watch, or maybe even join in! I wriggled a little on the table, trying to stretch as much as I could in my restraints. I wasn't sure how long Rachel was planning to keep me tonight, and I didn't want to develop a cramp! I passed the time looking at her extensive collection of toys on the walls, imagining all the fun we might have. I was already anxious for her to get back, so we could get started on round two! I wondered, would she maybe make me suck her cock this time? I would love that, but probably not, I thought. Not until she was certain I was thoroughly under her control would she let that big, beautiful cock of hers anywhere near my teeth! But that was okay—taking it up my ass again was definitely fine by me!

As Ziradith cackled about her plans, Noah walked the silent evening streets back towards Valia’s home. Shannon had insisted on transporting him to the palace on her back, but he abstained, telling her that he wanted to do some night fishing and she might scare the fish away. His first catch tugged hard on the line when an attack came, a ring of glowing wind passing through his clone and striking the ground. Noah, walking several feet away in his invisible state, turned and looked up at a nearby building, with his clone mimicking his actions.

They scoured the underground rooms and corridors, searching for Reiss. Noah checked the waiting and recovery rooms, eventually finding the man’s belt. He wouldn’t leave it behind if he had simply quit the tournament. He spotted a puddle of wine on the floor nearby, but no cup. Noah sniffed the wine and tasted a small drop, feeling his tongue burn. He looked around and noticed a broom closet with broken doorknob. Noah pried it open with his sword, and out fell Reiss’s corpse.“Of course,” Noah muttered.