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Al'ika finally came, but it wasn't the explosive ones she was used to with anyone else. "Adequate," she said, dismounting his face. "Well," she asked her friend.
 
"I think it's the best we'll get out of him, unless you want something else," she said. "What do you want to mane him? We've put in so much effort, it would be a shame not to take the pleasure."
 
"Hmm. . . Something that lets others know he needs a firm hand, wouldn't you say?" she agreed, looking at him. "Something humiliating at the same time."
 
"I have so many ideas for women, but this is a little out of my area of expertise," she said. "Plus he;s yours to begin with."
 
"Large? Why large? That just gives him confidence," she said. "What about something with 'pig' in it?"
 
"Absolutely. Pigwoman?" she asked, gazing at him to his reaction. "Since he seems to have a disdain for women in uniform."
 
"That would just about do it," she said. "Let's give him back," she said, using a rope as a leash to drag him back naked to the tavern.
 
"Yes, let's." Al'ika opened the door and bowed Isep out, giving Pigwoman a kick in the rear to make him go faster.
 
Laughter ensued as the cum covered, nude, utterly broken halfling entered the bar. The soldier who handed him over said, "You two did a great job, I'll bet you came up with something good for him,"
 
"His name is Pigwoman, because he shows no respect to a woman in uniform," Al'ika said. "Unlike you fine gentlemen."
 
"I like your style," he said. "If you want a little one on one time to go out and pillage, or maybe a little more," I'm Geoff."
 
"Nice to meet you Geoff. I'm Cristy," Al'ika said, shaking his hand firmly. "I'll make sure to look you up if I need you."
 
"I can't wait," he said, kissing her hand and heading off with his buddies. Isep gave her a skeptical look.
 
"Hey, you have to admit, he's good looking, and he handles that axe well. Am I not allowed to appreciate some of the finer things in life?" she mockingly asked back. She knocked on Keth's door. "Keth? Meet in Flish's room, we got a situation on our hands," she said quietly before moving onto Flish's room.
 
Flish was three sheets to the wind in his bed when they entered. "Close the door, you'll let the faeries in," he uttered.
 
As Keth came in, Flish sputtered and shivered under the icy water. "What the hell?" he yelled. Keth said, "Find out anything?"
 
"Yes, and we're all royally fucking screwed. Vagnor and Silverblade are looking for the Seat of Decay," she explained. "And Flish, there's no faeries in the cities, you know this. I knew you were drunk and that usually sobers you up pretty quick."
 
"Fuck," he said, "We need to speed this up. I'll start looking throuh the slums for any shady magic in the morning and take Keth for muscle." Keth nodded his approval.
 
"Sounds good. I got the information from Pigwoman, and I might be able to gleam more from Geoff, the guy who lent me Pigwoman," Al'ika said thoughtfully. She looked at Isep. "What do you want to do, dear?"
 
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