As the ogre tromped out to patrol the halls, A slate grey tail uncoiled from the wail too catch his ankle from behind and jerk him to the ground.<br/><br/>Resuming his usual green-brown patter of coloration, Sissithiss hissed at Goruk, "Mind your manner before our Queen, brute."  Both eyes swiveled forwards to glare at the ogre, and he grinned, showing row on row of fangs.<br/><br/>Then the lizard man stalked down the hall towards the lady's chambers.  He was nude, as was necessary to use his natural camouflage, and his half flaccid member hung most of the way down to his knee.<br/><br/>The monster moved into the dark elf's room and dropped to one knee.  His head lowed, but his eyes swivelled up her powerful legs and tight waist.  Unlike many beings in the dungeon, he understood that his need to submit to this beautiful woman were the result of a magical compulsion bearing down on his will.  He could not resist it...  At least, not much.  That aroused him as much as it angered him.<br/><br/>"My mistress.  I have news."<br/><br/>