M'Gul nodded. The sensation was curiously making him stiffer. It was quite pleasant. Maybe the bargain he had struck with this wicked female could stand longer. Maybe another bargains could be settled up.<strong> "...She was, however... treasured by both father and mother."</strong>, he said on. Every soul that came under his care had theirs stories written and spoken again and again until the minotaur had a glimpse and idea of why they had been sent his way.<br/><br/><strong>"Instead of just... discarded."</strong>, he took a gulp of saliva as he felt her pressing fingers going each time a little... fiercer on their friction. Against such a sensitive member, the hardness suddenly pulsated and throbbed under her touch - even more, it wasn't on his own accord! M'Gul was growing so turned up as never before - at least on his memories. Ages and centuries of work number down a male like himself. A breeder was more than his balls, but without his prowess on mating, little could he do but become a lost soul, a warrior bound to die on the War against the celestial hosts.<br/><br/><strong>"Helicent, however, despised her Mother."</strong>, he nodded.<strong>"Her Father loved her. Perhaps too much. She was raised not like a common bastard girl, but almost as the Lord's trueborn daughters."</strong>, M'Gul pushed on a strained hand. There would be nothing more he wanted to do but caress against Callisto's hair. Pull her closer to his phallus.<br/><br/><strong>"And her crime... steered from how much she... loved her Father."</strong>