The magic-mirror in my treasure horde seemed like the perfect find. Then suddenly, you were unarmed, unarmored, and stuck in the middle of my stronghold.
"That's right Dog. Lick your Masters cunt like the good little obedient pet you are. Mmmm, that's it, get your tongue in there deeper; you'll get to breath when I allow you to do so, and that time is certainly not now."
