Sanae stood up from the massage table, her legs unsteady after going through several orgasms.  "That's ok, it's not your fault," she said, smiling at Gered.  "Besides, I'll get my revenge soon enough.  Though, if you could help me get Zitka tied up and helpless sometime..." she said, grinning at her own thoughts.<br/><br/>After some time, the group had finally managed to clean up and be somewhat presentable, and found their way to the Rensfoth Manor.  It was a massive house a short ways out of town, with well-tended grounds and few other buildings in sight.  Even from the outside it was obvious that the owners wanted to flaunt their wealth, as the group stood in front of polished wooden doors with heavy, gold-plated knockers.<br/><br/>A wrinkled old man answered the door a few moments after they knocked.  "Hm... you must be the group young Arin spoke about.  I'll show you to the study to wait while I find him.  This way, please," he said, in an almost droning voice, showing little if any emotion.  He led the group down a short hall into a large room with several large, cushioned chairs.  A few shelves filled with books lined the walls, and a thick carpet covered the floor.  "Wait here, please," the man said before leaving.