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It seemed like the longer that Tillias remained in the Burrows, the less answers he had -- for example, why was it that a slave-pit created solely for creating hybrid slaves would have so much to offer in the way of other diversions. Books, for example. He might not have a whole library, but with the way that books got passed around after they were read, he had only to ask to gain (usually temporary) access to many that several different caverns possessed.
Why did Falia, the earth demon Mistress in charge of this place, allow those who didn't want to give in to her bizarre demands (even if they were worded more like requests) to live in the Burrows in the first place? And why did she leave so many people of so many different types to mingle without any traditional supervision?
One thing that he could be grateful for was that, even if his chest condition was not cured, he had found out that the symptoms could be somewhat alleviated. The fire dragon, Ahket, who a certain helpful human had introduced him to some days ago, offered her services for free, though those 'services' were surprisingly less suggestive than they might have sounded.
She had suggested that he come back for a checkup regularly, so here he was, in that sparse cavern, its unassuming rock walls interspersed with sooty fire torches to cast uneven light all around. It wasn't the nicest place, but it was the most true to itself, if one could remain as such within a sex pit.
Why did Falia, the earth demon Mistress in charge of this place, allow those who didn't want to give in to her bizarre demands (even if they were worded more like requests) to live in the Burrows in the first place? And why did she leave so many people of so many different types to mingle without any traditional supervision?
One thing that he could be grateful for was that, even if his chest condition was not cured, he had found out that the symptoms could be somewhat alleviated. The fire dragon, Ahket, who a certain helpful human had introduced him to some days ago, offered her services for free, though those 'services' were surprisingly less suggestive than they might have sounded.
She had suggested that he come back for a checkup regularly, so here he was, in that sparse cavern, its unassuming rock walls interspersed with sooty fire torches to cast uneven light all around. It wasn't the nicest place, but it was the most true to itself, if one could remain as such within a sex pit.