So we finished getting ready the two of us looking sexy as hell and headed to the club by now we had had a good drink and we're attracting a lot of at...tention from the guys by kissing and having a little grope after while in the club we were sitting with a couple of guys buying us drinks and giving us a little cocaine the guy I was with was trying to get my knickers of in the club hand down my knickers as I sat at the table and I could tell by the bulge in his jeans that he had a big cock . I. ."I didn't realize it would be like this aunt Sandra.....I thought I would be happy here."This strange situation was shocking to me and I was greatly troubled by aunt Sandra's words."Oh you will James, I promise, but you must be trained as a submissive to be happy and fulfilled. You could not leave us now, even if you wanted to, and you will come to embrace your servitude as time goes by. She kissed me deeply as aunt Samantha injected me from behind with a hypodermic syringe. I quickly passed. " Nurm's gesture checked Orzad's flow of words. "I must know more before I can act. You know that I am bound by the rules of my guild. I am not allowed to take a direct part in your affairs, no matter how much I would like to do so." There is no need for you to!" Chinzel dared to break in. "You are a trader; sell us what we need. Or if you cannot, find us someone else who can and will!" That may indeed be possible. Yes, and I think that I know who it could be. Ch'Lee!"He spoke to his demon, a. The buzz in the room, I feel the tension. Journalists feverishly finalize their copy. I concentrate on my screen, gather my documents, press ‘save’ and ‘send’. Off it goes to the print- and web guys. I breathe a sigh of relief and slowly close my laptop. I scan the room. In the far corner I see Mike Bennett, my mentor. I smile, thumbs up. He nods, waves, points at the door. I understand. We’re off to the sports bar around the corner. The local haunt of The Observer’s journos.Mike Bennett..