"I've a mind to place her near my baths, what do you think Sebastien? She was meant to be for the garden but I think maybe it would be a waste to leav...e her to the birds. Yes, she's beautiful enough to watch over me as my slave girls bath me!"My stone flesh crawled at the though of spending eternity overseeing the baths of this cretin and others like him. But it was the thought of losing my love that made my heart ache as I had never yet felt in my short life."No!" my sweet love cried out. I could see her slit glimmer with wetness and knew that she had been more turned on by our earlier conversation than I would have imagined. As my tongue traced the outline of her lips, I could taste her juices and smell the heat from within. I ran my tongue back along the inside of her left thigh and back up its length, pausing faintly above her lips before I made a similar track along her right thigh and back. I let my tongue brush the outside of her lips and I could hear her catch her breath. I slid it into the keyway and slid it along the pins. There were seven of them. I furrowed my brow, pushing on them, trying to get a mental picture of them. Some wouldn't move. Others did. I worked by feel, going back and forth between the pins. The lock clicked.“Hurry,” Aurora hissed. “I hear footsteps.”In the distance, heavy boots thudded. Rain drummed on armor. “There are security pins. It's a good lock.” I pushed on the third pin. It clicked up and suddenly the lock twisted a bit to the. "I should keep you d**gged all the time just to see you relive this moment."I tried to sit up and my father pushed me back down, leaning over my body. I became aware that he had positioned his crotch right next to my face.Letting go of me he reached down to the floor and picked something up. I gasped when he held the mirror up to my face. My lips were larger, I had several piercings, and my face had been painted up to look like a cheap whore."Your a cute little bitch son, it's been killing me.