<b>Re: The Magician's Apprentice (Leaquad, Qedesha, doom)</b><br/><br/>A smile came across the Dark one's lips. He anded her a quill, and the instruction was clear. All the time she is signing in a shakey hand, the creature that will own her sits across from her, learing at her. When she had signed, he laughed hysterically and snatched the paper away.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"Mine!"</span>It screams in a kind of hysteria. Then its face turnes back to her, becoming hard and cruel. A wave of its hand and the shimmer evaporates, her table now drawing the attention of the patrons.<br/><br/>The Dark One walks around to her side of the table and his/her apprentices appear, seemingly from nowhere. It would be an almost comical sight, a humanoid aligator wearing the trappings of a homeless woman, if it were not so real. She can smell him/her now, a very animalian smell. Before she has a chance to move she is drug to her feet by the apprenitces. Their half shouded faces are twisted mockerys of the beautiful human women they once were. The room is completely silent again as the thing that now ownes her slowly and deliberately makes its way towards her.<br/><br/>It waves its hand again and a large glass jar, which looks as though it could hold a gallon or more of fluid appears on the table in front of her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"Because I own you, I will be your first. After me, anyone in the room who wantes you may have you for the price of a Farthing. She will do anything you want, and she will not hesitate or complain."</span><br/><br/>Then it bent in low and whispered to her,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"When its over you can count the money, to know how many times you have broken your vow to the White school this day. Don't forget to add one, I will never have to pay for my pleasure."</span>The lizard things lifts the skirt line until it is at his (now) waist and the thing that protrudes from its loins is like no penis she had ever seen. It was scales, slimey, and even flacid it was at least eight inches long and bigger around than her wrist. It had a wide flat head, which she would guess her longest finger might reach all the way across. It oozed a thick slimey substance which smelled more like rancid milk than anything else her mind could fathom.<br/><br/>The apprentices lash her to the table, the rough wood scratches at her sensative nipples and the cords are drawn tight around her wrists and ancles. She feels its cold scaely fingers against her most intimate area and the things voice announces,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"She is practically dripping already."</span>She feels it pressing against her,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"She's tight too, this will take some work."</span>The gathered crowd is now whooping and shouting histerically and she can hear the sounds of tiny coins falling into the jar as the men and women prepare to have their way with her. She can see the door from where she is, and it is opening, as a steady stream of new people file in...news travels fast.<br/><br/>Then she feels something entering her virgin body for the first time. She sees the lizardlike hands come down on the table and she knows it is working its unbelievable cock into her...