Gorflkk knew his mistress was getting close to a delectable climax and his taste buds were sending him into a near frenzy. As soon as it found its mark, the enchanted globe revealed another of its secrets. “Gorflkk,” she told her servant, who was still busy licking her satiated cunt clean, “You may go and claim your reward and bed the scullery maid you’ve been desiring and keeping your eye on for some time, now. Sliding his free hand down over her naked thigh until it was near his face, two of Gorflkk’s tongues deftly slathered some of the demoness’s juices onto his middle digit until it shone with a thick wetness. True, physical torture was very effective but, then too, torment of the mind could break even those with strong wills and leave no visible scarring to belie what had been inflicted on the recipient.
