“We’re here master.” panted the manitor as we slowly approached a large cave.
“Thank you. Wait you never gave me your name.” I replied as I’ve never once considered asking what this manitor’s name was or even if he had one.
“My name doesn’t matter master. What is our plan to reach your goal?” dismissively asked the manitor looking back towards where we’d just come from.
“Your name does matter because I’ll need to know what to cry out while you f**k me and give me pleasure with the p***s and balls I’m about to restore unto you, but more importantly I asked you your name.” I replied getting a little more serious and stern with the last comment.
“But we failed to get the fruit from the tree of which you hoped to receive.” confusingly confessed the m
