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"Oh, I think so. My friend hasn't told me yet, but I do not think there were any grave news." Phyliss checked if Flavius was really so unattractive. Maybe she was to harsh to him?
 
As Phyliss scrutinized Flavius closer she made out more details about his form. He might have been decently pretty when he was younger, but those days were gone. His wealth had manifested itself in a sizeable girth, which also affected his facial features. Atop a significant double chin his face was round and chubby, albeit the skin spanned tautly over the body fat so he had relatively few wrinkles for his age. His nose, eye and mouth, however, seemed to be a little small and forlorn in the huge mass of his face, while his hair was sparse and grey.

He seemed to be at peace with himself, though, and demostrated a healthy appetite throughout lunch, trying to keep a light conversation up.

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Verialyn breathed a sigh of relief as she could hear her hosts and Phyliss' voices from the dinner hall upon her reentry. She did not waste any more time and hurried up the stairs, to put the last finishing touches on her surprise.
 
Phyliss assured herself that her first impression was right. He was a nice fellow, but certainly not suitable as bedfellow. Still, he would deserve some huging from time to time, maybe a kiss on the cheek. But more would be unhealthy for him. So she just moved into light conversation, what was a routinejob for her - she practised it for many years in places like this. After they finished their meal, she got up and touched his hand, while she thanked him. Enough, to give him a little sensation, but not to much to arouse him to an unhealthy level.
 
Flavius was his polite self and rose simultaneously with her. "It has been a pleasure dining with you, mylady. I would love to keep you company for longer, but I fear other duties demand my attention if you would excuse me. Is there anything I can do for you before I take my leave?"
 
Her preparations done, Verialyn left her room again and out there on the stairs waited for her friend to come up again. Good timing was important now.
 
"Ahh, here you are." Verialyn greeted Phyliss as she came up the stairs and rache dout for her hand. "Come with me, I have a surprise for you" There was a strange accentuation on the way she pronounced 'surprise'.

Following that Verialyn steered the gorgon to her room.
 
Verialyn motioned Phyliss to sit down on the bed. She bent down herself until her mouth was next to the gorgon's ear, and carefully whispered. "Have fun, and please do not kill him."

Before Phyliss could make any sense of her words, Verialyn was already up and heading to the door. Once outside the gorgon could hear her say "She is in there. Now do as we agreed."
 
Gor

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Gor nodded at the words of the black haired beauty, it was not every day that one got paid to use a pleasure slave, he pushed opened the door and took in the sight of the "half-gorgon", apart from the eyes and hair she looked quite normal. He pushed the door close behind him and walked over to the slave.

"Your mistress is very much upset with you, I will make you obey her wishes."

With these words he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet, careful to avoid her eyes, the rope he tossed to one side, it will be of use later.

"Your mistress warned me of your tricks, so don't waste your breath or time in trying to tell your tall tales."

He took one of her full breasts in his hand and squeezed it, grunting his approval, she felt good so far. Thinking that no slave could purchase such clothing and that they clearly belonged to the black haired mistress, he forced himself to not tear the dress from her as would have been his manner back in the land of Gerdon.

"You will remove your clothes, all of them or I will use force on you to help you remove them and hurry up, I am in no mood to satisfy your time wasting efforts either."
 
"No that is really a surprise, Verialyn." she thought. It was certainly not a thing she did expect, but she decided to play along. His huge hand felt good on her breats, although the squeezing was painful. She touched her soft, black dress as if to remove it, then she changed her mind. "Let us so how far it will go." she thought. She pressed her lips together, but didn't went that far to shake her head. She just stiffened up a little, like resisting against his orders.
 
Gor

He narrowed his eyes as he saw the stiffening of her resolve, her hand not completing what it started,

"You will do well not to test my patience slave."

He flexed one hand, ready to slap her,

"Now do as you are told or get ready to feel my wrath."
 
Phyliss kept sitting on th ebed, looking up to th ebig human. The situation was unusal, but she found to her surprise that she liked it. She shoved her dress over her left shoulder very slowly, and stopped then.
 
Gor

He grunted his satisfaction that she followed at least part of his orders,

"You are wasting time, time that I don't have."

He grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet, his hands roughly pulling the straps of the dress from her shoulders.

"Now continue slave."
 
Verialyn had stopped outside of Phyliss room and was eavesdropping in on the ensuing conversation. She just wanted to make sure that the gorgon did not panic because she had misjudged her friend and the situation went out of hand.

But as far as she could tell until now her surprise was well received. So she went back to her own room where Quomor was still sitting on his bed, and addressed him. "It seems Lady Ovida is occupied right now. Maybe we should use that time to get to know each other a little better?"
 
Phyliss instantly fell on her knees after he had pulled her up so rough. This time she oveyed and slowly pulled the dress down completely, and lifted her knees shortly to slide it down all. She had put her black lace lingerie on this time, not expecting that she would be stripped just after dinner. But thats how it went, and it wasn't a bad choice. Maybe he wanted her to stand, but he would certainly tell her so, then.
 
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Quomor

Quomor got up from the bed where he was resting. Now, this even got better. He had expexted that he would findhimself with an oversized, overaged hag in the eveneing, or even worse, with a mislead male. He got up.
"I am glad if I can be of your assistance."
 
Verialyn grinned wickedly. "Oh, I am sure you can."

She placed herself in the center ouf the room, her arms outstretched to both sides, and told him "How about you start by undressing me?".
 
Quomor

"Now, if you insist..." he walked slowly over, showing no sign of interest in his face, but did start right away. His movements were not as clumsy as before, and somehow very gently. He took off her scarf first, then he startet to unhook the bodice, until it came of. He put them to the site, and started to open her blouse. For a moment it looked like a hint of a grin on his face.
 
Verialyn did not move, at least not more than his actions made necessary. This was a new experience for her, or at least one she had not had for a long time. Occasionally some brute would more or less rip off her clothes, but this was different, more gentle.

As Quomor unbuttoned her blouse, she could not resist and comment "Am I too demanding of you Quomor, making you perform such streneous tasks?"
 
Quomor

"I think I should be able to handle this." said quomor, while he finished to open her blouse and removed it from her shoulders. He gazed on what became revealed und it, before he started to open her skirt as well and pulled it down.
 
As her upper body was now completely bare Verialyn lowered her arms to her side. Her nipples in the center of her heavy breasts hardened immediately, standing out from her as if to greet him. "Oh, look, it seems you just made two new friends."

Then she followed his movements as he pulled down her skirt. Once it was on the floor she stepped to the side out of it. Now all she was wearing were her panties and the soft leather boots Phyliss had picked for her.
 
Qomor

"Will madam lift her feet please..." Quomor bend down and lifted on of her feet, to pull the boot off. He could not help from this position to press his had against her big boob, squeezing it with his bald head.
 
"Oh, of course"

His head pressing against her felt ... nice. This was so different than what she usually experienced. She had to think back at her intercourse with Verkul, and at the events in Lord Mercurius' bedroom. This was entirely different.

She placed a hand on his shoulder to steady herself, and then slowly lifted one leg until her foot was hanging in midair.
 
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