M'Gul growled. Defiant, yet he nodded after a time, enjoying her caress throughly. She was doing her part of the bargain after all. Her touch had returned, and now excited his loins yet some more in a way that he had never trully felt before. Some of his charges down bellow had grown so addicted to him, so reliant on feeding upon his milk that it was quite interesting to feel on the other side of the controlling pointer. The thought made him think back towards those females that had been currently assigned to both him and his minions. Or rather, the underlings, for both them and M'Gul served a higher Lord of the Abyss. What ought be going on down there? Had him been replaced?<br/><br/><strong>"...Very well..."</strong>, he growled simply as he took his breath for a long moment. The way she touched and peeled his foreskin down and up on a stroke made him almost shiver. Her palm was just so soft. So warm. She could feel that his tautness was boiling hot itself, now that her touch had finally come to it.<br/><br/><strong>"...She had a fair name. Helicent."</strong>, he started.<strong>"...A vain young woman."</strong>, M'Gul said simply as she touched him. Damn, it felt good.<strong> "A daughter of a nobleman and a serving wench. Born out of sin and lust."</strong>And that was the first thing that caused the ruin of many. Children of sin were born sinners themselves, the custom of the land spoke.