Walking down those dark stairs on trembling legs proved far more difficult than the climb up! Layna hadn't simply woken up from a daze, but perhaps<em>survived</em>an ordeal. In the presence of the Finger she had become delirious -<em>deliriously slutty</em>- and Cock's quick thinking and cowardice had saved her, no matter how hot her pussy leaked with need!<br/><br/>Those visions were far more than that - they almost felt real as though Layna was actually there. She had<em>felt</em>things press against her, inside her. She hadn't just seen someone get fucked, she herself had been, if only for a brief second. And though it couldn't have been for more than a minute, and though she hadn't been penetrated by the finger more than an inch or two, Layna somehow felt... well used if unsatisfied.<br/><br/>Cock, at least, wasn't difficult to track even for a cleric like Layna. There was no dirt and grass to disturb in the tower, but the gleam of drops of Cock's precum caught her eye easily enough, and the trail clearly went down past the entrance to the beach outside and down into the dungeons below.<br/><br/>Down here the darkness was thick, and the air still. Layna wouldn't be able to see well, and would have to rely on her hands guiding her along the wall making sure every step was secure. Only, her hands couldn't help but mold sometimes around a phallus of cold stone - just what sort of artwork was she touching now? They were small, but so finely shaped to leave little doubt that she touched yet another set of murals, though what sordid acts they depicted were shrouded in shadow.