The glass carving slid out of His hand and shattered all over the ground. He really did overwhelm the world. Anal sex His Supremacy pushed further. “You, Alleric….fuck,” He said, His hands digging into Oleria’s scalp. Daymon’s body shook with strain, as he used whatever shards of strength he had left to hold up His Supremacy’s grand chair. When it was over, His Supremacy commanded Oleria and Vendarsa to kneel. “As a minor, unworthy, token of our appreciation, we present you with this.” He held out a small, intricate, carving of colored glass. “Ahhh…do you wish to express your gratitude to me?”
“Of course, Your Supremacy. She licked it, and hesitantly covered the tip with her mouth. Why not Vendarsa?” Vendarsa was the king’s grand-neice. Even if he tried, His Supremacy would probably just punish both of them. “Turn around, He said. He could just not tell her, but thinking it through, it didn’t seem right. Daymon looked on in jealousy and disgust, feeling like a wilting sliver of a man, but bowing down and containing it all.
