She watched, secretly thankful for all the sudden change.  The walls of the room had become madding after only a few days strapped to the bed, and she was ready for anything that was a variety.  Even the periodic visits from Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner had gotten somewhat stale and routine, no matter how much they appeared to enjoy themselves.<br/><br/>She watched as Kerelith began working the boot into place, feeling it slip over her bare foot.  She gave her toes a wiggle and was glad to see they fit so... perfectly.  She wondered if they had snuck in while she was sleeping and measured her feet.  She somewhat marveled at two things, the softness of the leather as it slid up her legs, and again just how perfectly they fit the contours of her flesh.  It really was like a second skin, fitting snugly but not in any way feeling tight or uncomfortable, just organic.  She swallowed a little and bit her lip as the feel of the demoness slipping the exotic footwear onto her leg.  She assumed it had to be some kind of magic aura or charm that made Kerelith's touch so electrifying for her.  She squirmed a little and got a second thrill as she heard the surprisingly satisfying click of the heel as it tapped the floor.<br/><br/>She leaned back a little more in the comfortable chair, knowing she could not fight this woman.... this demon, somehow made it easier for her to accept what was happening.  She let herself enjoy the touch of the demoness's fingers and the loving way she was dressing her legs in the tall leather boots.  She had to admit, she liked it.  It went deeper than just a welcome release from the confines of the bed that had become a prison within itself, but something more emotional and albeit more primal in that she realized she genuinely enjoyed being touched, something very rare in her life until now.  As Kerelith played with the flesh of her soft thigh around the hem of the new boots, she squirmed a little, feeling ticklish but also moaning as the succubus apparently found a new trigger spot for her.<br/><br/>It was then she felt the tail circle about her like a snake as Kerelith took hold of her, pulling her down.  Melony let out a wail, scared of what was happening as she weakly grasps at the shockingly strong cord of flesh and bone.  Lucky for Kerelith, her observations had served her true.  Melony was still much too weak to fight her off, especially with the tail holding her upper body in check and her legs draped over her arms.  The girl wiggled and wreathed as the succubus grabbed ahold of her soft rump.<br/><br/>Melony arched her back, not fighting, but as her body reacted to the way Kerelith pressed her mouth to her exposed pussy.  Her body had grown to know what this was and what was happening.  It was time to cum, and Melony was off the schedule that had been laid down for her the last 14 days.  She squirmed and bucked as that tongue snaked it's way deep into her.  Deeper than the chambermaids had even been able to.  She felt salivate slickened appendage lapping at and tasting parts of her innermost chambers that hand previously never been explored in such ways other than the two times Kerelith and penetrated her with her massive cock.  She grunted long and low, wiggling and feeling the strength of the demoness's hands as they squeezed her jiggly butt.  She panted, her body reacting even faster than she did to the stimulation.  The chambermaids had done a good job of getting her ready.<br/><br/>She was no longer actively fighting, though it was obvious she was not going to be the type to stop squirming either.  Kerelith might have wondered if she had gotten a little too used to the restraints or if she was just naturally a squirmer in general.  Still, her pussy was still fresh from the bath and even as it began to seep its own honey juices, it was sweet tasted divine.  (Pun intended<img alt=":)" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie1" src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" title="Smile    :)"/>)  The girl was obviously very much genuinely aroused and wanting it this time.  There was not the sharpness of a girl in fear.  This was a girl that had accepted what was happening and was going to enjoy it.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><b><span style="text-decoration: underline">Meanwhile, Above ground in the city proper...<br/>
</span></b><br/>Melony's friends and family were desperate.  They had pooled their resources together and had a local printer and Scrivener get together and make an etching of Melony's appearance based on a recent sketch an artist had made of her at the fair.  The had spent a pretty penny having almost 1,000 fliers made of their beloved and cherished Melony, and they were busy putting them up around the avenues of the town and walking around asking people if they had seen her.  It had been two weeks, and there were as of yet no leads, but the town was abuzz with the news of a missing Vassel beauty with the blue and green eyes.<br/><br/>There was no doubt that people were beginning to get curious and there had even been several search parties scouring the town day and night.  Some good had come of it, as many missing persons and dens of thieves had been discovered and dealt with accordingly by citizens of the city and the sheriff's under pressure from the populous.  That was where Sheri began to receive word of it all.  You see, some of their own offices and inner circles were being discovered.  Where the town guard and policing forces were more or less under her direct employ, and therefore her control, these freelance vigilantes that were all poking their noses about these past two weeks, were beyond what she could keep a thumb on, and it was already cutting into profits.<br/><br/>It was as the builder's engineer left that one of the servants came in carrying one of these fliers.  She was a very mousey girl in appearance.  An almost latte tone of her skin, and bobbed brown hair, brown eyes, and a brown servant dress allowed her all the appearance and feminine charm she naturally possessed, but it also made her nondescript and aided her in disappearing into the background when her work called for it.  This girl was a local spy, also under the direct employ of Sheri.  Her name was simply Souris or "Mouse" in the old language.  It fit her well as she was quite the expert of slipping in and out of places even crowded ones under watchful eyes, and never being detected.  She was possibly the best as what she did.  That was why Sheri had been paying her top coin for her services for the past 7 years.  She bowed politely and held out the flier.  "Your lover's new toy is bringing you the attention you cannot afford, Mistress."<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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</div><br/>Sheri took the flier and looked it over.  It was good.  Too Good...  She knew her payoffs in the guard would hold them at bay for a while, but if this as to be the new pet project for most of the city to find the pretty innocent blonde girl... It could get thick in a hurry.  Souris continued.  "I went to service today at the cathedral to listen in.  They priests are taking up the cause.  They will be putting their own influence into this.  That means money."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>