Skunky payed the young, perky bunny some cash, and, reciting from memory, said thank you in the girls native language. He was on vacation from the United States, and didn't know much at all of the local language, but he did his best to be polite and try. He went over to the rack of headsets and grabbed one, placing it over his ears. He grabbed one of the huge, ancient boxxes they stored recordings in, and headed off down into the castle. He decided to explore teh west wing first, as it wasn't filled with the large tour group that was there. He plugged in the numbers for his own language, and began listening to the intro. He walked down the first hallway, past several rooms, some open, and some closed, to get to the most remote place he could so he wouldn't be buggered by any tourists other than himself. He saw a number on a wall and punched it in...his first stop would be the dungeon.<br/><br/><br/>((I would prefer this be hard vore....however...if that isn't up your alley than I wouldn't mind cock vore or anal vore...if none of those...then I'd prefer you not join in....no offense))