Once her bottom is raised a bronze scaled dragonman walks up from behind of Firesong grabs her cheeks and spreads them letting her know what was coming next instantly.<br/><br/><strong>"Hehe,"</strong>the silver one responds,<strong>"So obedient even when I break my words to you, you'll fetch a reasonable price in the slave markets if you live long enough here.  Then again I might make you my personal slave.  What do you think wench?"</strong>