I need you to contact Julius Claude from Interpol and have him get in contact with me.”“I’m sorry to tell you this, Spencer, but Claude was foun...d on a train decapitated,” the assistant director informs the man.“Son of a bitch,” Spencer mumbles breathlessly.“At the moment we can’t send any assistance to you,” Grines continues, ignoring the quiet outburst. “NATO hasn’t decided on the situation and our hands are tied. Doug needs resources that we just aren’t able to get right now and Roger is. Lucky for you.The Dungeon Master gets you to stand up. You can see you have a queue forming of a variety of races and genders, but DM is feeling jealous now and is concerned that you are being too rebellious. It is time to go back to the Dungeon of Delicious Debaucheries."We need to get you cleaned up" the DM remarks casually as he pulls out a pristine white silk pocket square. He dabs the corner of his mouth demurely, before returning it to his pocket."Come along sub"He leads you, face still. What I was doing for Ricky, is the kind of thing i wished my wife would have done for me, but somehow, here I was putting on the sexiest outfit Ive ever seen! I was no longer going to be a straight freshly seperated, single man. I was about to become a sexy sissy girl in every way I could. I was going to present myself to a total stranger who was going to do things to me that only a man does to a girl. I was going to do all the things I would have loved a woman to do for me, but instead I was. It was here, in the glow from the fireplace at the far end of the room, that the aphrodisiacs started to take effect. The lesser satyrs used all of their profound knowledge to tease her mortal flesh to a feverish boiling heat of liquid wanton need. They had been taught their art by the Horned Deity. They were supremein holding the tigress/whore on the precipice of ecstasy awaiting the beast. She was the goddess of the empty vessel, loins needing to be split in order to make the spirit.