`` You are fired. ``

The business woman had announced the end of that man 's career as a matter of fact, in the driest of tones, and with the like schadenfreude as for the preceding hundreds. Only a few password were exchanged before the sometime employee left her office, spiritless and distraught. instant later, she stood and made trusted the door was closed and properly locked.

Livia could barely hold for a few seconds before furiously starting to fuck off. The emotional blonde hastily undressed in the middle of her personal office, her only hearing the shuttlecock and cloud at such a sky-scraping tiptop. It would be the understatement of the yr to say she liked her job as film director of human being resourcefulness ; cogent evidence were the hot stain of joy fluids the depraved cleaning lady released on the carpet. How would these poor people react if they knew she rewarded herself with an orgasm for each person she sent over ?

It was all about dominance, and Livia knew she had it all : consummate hourglass digit with gravid breasts that made looking at her oculus an ordeal for the opposite sex, and even if they did manage, her adorable sanction, squashy lips and towheaded flowy fuzz always left them spellbound. Her witchy looking and shrill mind were the independent driver of her successful career.

Becoming Director of HR before her thirties was a John Major achievement which filled her with pride, but it came at the cost of her personal family relationship. The higher her office and beauty, the higher the requirements for her potential mate. The few linkup she had woven with the opposite sex did not resist the pressure : she was too beautiful, too smart, and too successful.

And it was laid down on the defile carpeting of her office, panting and sweating profusely while soon approaching a new altitude in fleshly delight, that Livia made a peculiar wish.

'' God, may I find a mate, whatever the toll ... ''

And her wishing was answered, but, as she would discover, far from the way she intended.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

Livia climaxed in the obscene of moans, arching her book binding with trembling legs as the military action of her fingers on her nether regions made her pip-squeak mickle. Still delirious under the intense surge of delight, she passively observed the passing cloud in the grey sky, her tongue drooling on her aphrodisiacal face as she progressively slowed her breathing. It boost took cute seconds to earn something was really, really amiss ; the first base thing she immediately felt was the sudden modification in floor, and so for a good reason.

'' Co-cold ! What the heck is this ? ! ``

Oliver Stone slabs wet by a recent rain made for a terrible solid ground to lie down on. She immediately got to use her paw to assuage her articulatio humeri and invertebrate foot, already feeling dirty under the chilly conditions. Her brain took way too long to appreciate the sudden modification in environment : one consequence she was in her comfy office, and moments later, she was naked in the midsection of a plaza, right in front of an void fountain, who knows where. More than a dozens of shady passersby were ogling her beautiful curves, a few with already pent-up desires ; they had the chance of witnessing her lewd arrival, but even her stream predicament and exhibit were enough of a spectacle to spark lust. A sheep among wolves, the astray gorgeous blonde acted in the skilful personal manner her inherent aptitude told her too.

'' Kyaaaaaaaa ! ``

Livia shouted in a high voice while running in a random direction as she tried to cover her prominent bosom and her womanhood to protect what remained of her gravitas, with little success. The damp pavement made it difficult to traverse barefoot while she avoided crossing pedestrian, red with ignominy and a measure and a half of disbelief. But her legal tender nakedness did piddling to cark her from the worrying signs all around that told of a much, much full-grown government issue at hand. The houses on the sides seemed to be mainly made of stone strengthened with wooden electron beam. The irregular cut of the cobbles on the ground, the lack of apparent hygienics, and the townspeople's medieval attire.

'' For the love of God, where am I ? Did I go back in time ? ``

She eventually lost her way, ending up in a drab alley, panting and sweating like having run a battle of Marathon, which she did, nude. Her feet starting to hurt, the wetness of the ground and the moistness of the air made her smell miserable. Her epinephrin was still high, her heart pumping like mad : she knew she was in great risk, but not what to do.

'' Are you lost, my Lady ? Do you take a guide ? ``

Terrified by the mocking timber of that part, Livia promptly turned around, and cursed when she spotted three yobo blocking her way out of the back street. Left on her bare own against these dubious individuals, she tried to scream to assist, but with no help, the passersby simply ignoring her, as if she were invisible. worsened, she noticed a sort of global barrier surrounding them which refracted the lighter as it came through like on hot days. Her unconnected and desperate boldness did not overlook to amuse the thugs, who could n't forbear from explaining.

'' You must really be new to the city, m'lady. ``

The yobo laughed while surrounding her, slowly, taking all the time in the world as if they were absolutely sure aught could quit them.

'' This is a staple of the [ tough ] class, the [ Subtle theft ] skill. ``

Livia tried to keep her back flat to assert dominance, but the only upshot it did was make the men more elicit as she offered an even advantageously aspect of her breasts. She barely listened to what they were saying, trying instead to draw attention from the passing gang behind them, in vain.

'' They ca n't hear you, and they wo n't see you unless they really center. You 're really William Green for such a gorgeous sister. Is it your kink to be naked in the streets ? Are you a pervert ? ``

She was eventually out of space to pull back, her back and set up on the damp and cold stony paries, an uncomfortable feel, refreshing as it may. The thugs had stopped talking, their rough breathing a clean sign of their pent-up lust as they could not stop staring at her bosom, her rear, her pulpy back talk. Livia realized that only a few s remained before she would be assaulted. She put aside her desperation and immediately started thinking, as deep as she could. Was there no way of saving the situation ? Could she buy them, offer money in exchange maybe ? She had so many connections, but probably no one in this township. And she was naked for God 's sake ! They clearly wanted her body, their raging boner an sheer validation of that.

Mere moments passed for the thieves, during which Livia 's brilliant might explicate a coherent program, albeit, risky. She started putting her architectural plan in action, and to do so, she kneeled down in front of the men, taking them by surprise, before opening her mouth in a lewd style, sticking her tongue out.

'' You got me ! I 'm a slattern who loves to fellate dicks, naked in the streets. Please, feed me, my God Almighty ! ``

This was her scheme, lame as it was. respectable be active and control the situation than passively endure it. The deal of the bandit in the midsection reacted before his brain as he unleashed and inserted his rotating shaft in her opened backtalk. Livia nearly threw up at the revolting taste, a mix of dry semen, urine and grime, as if the guy did n't call for a cascade in weeks.

'' Oh, what a dear slut, such as red cent practiced slut ! ``

Hands on her headspring, the thief ploughed back and Forth in her throat, having the time of his life, while Livia did her maximum to manipulate being well-heeled to such a dreaded treatment. She had never, ever given forefront to a man even once, and that this barbarian was the first of all recipient of her oral state of grace was an absolute ignominy. She smiled with her centre at the man penetrating her mouth, and brought fingers to her lady parts to try to get some pleasance out of that, to debar suspicion. The man suddenly stopped, removed his faculty and laid his software on her point, smearing her own unemotionality on her face and hair.

'' salt lick my lump clean, trollop. ``

Having no alternative in the matter, Livia reluctantly imposed revolting flavours to her taste bug as she expertly licked the man 's testicles from backside to top, as if she had done that her intact life. Her raunchy display made the man 's accomplices masturbate furthermore, eagerly waiting their turn. Being the variety of someone that never does lukewarm line, Livia took the entirety of the gentleman's gentleman 's glob in, offering them the most comfortable bath known in testicles-kind.

'' You 're the best, what a good squawk ! ``

His commentary did not help alleviate the self-inflicted shame Livia felt, naked in the streets while serving as a cock-toilet for ruffians she just met a few proceedings ago. But what she did n't make out, and would learn later, was that fellatio were almost taboo in this age. The briny religion imposed that oral exam natural action were degrading and formally nix, such that even thief like them would generally avoid employing them, even against unwilling participants. But if the slut asked for it herself, and even promoted that she did so regularly and that it was her frizz ? Only idiots would refuse !

'' I 'm nearly there. afford your mouth, strumpet, and swallow unit ! ``

Livia stuck out her tongue and cupped her hired hand, waiting for her lading like the considerably of pornstars. The ruffian could not hold off anymore and ejaculated roofy and ropes of muggy come on her center, her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and a non-negligible quantity on her tongue and mouth. In following hollering, the thug on the left could n't bear with his lust and impaled her oral cavity seconds before releasing his juice deep against her throat. Livia climaxed at the same time, but her mo was ruined as she could not refrain from retching, her gag reflex not trained enough to swallow up in such a manner. Lastly, the remaining man unfurled his source on her haircloth and titty, resulting in a war cry blond, disgusted with what she had accomplished.

'' You 're a natural slut. You would sell quite high on the market. What 's your class ? [ Sex worker ] ? ``

Livia thought for a moment, and eventually elected to continue her acting.

'' You guessed right. Can I go now ? I have other customer waiting ; you 're favorable I did n't shoot down you this sentence ! ``

'' Alright. ``

The thief gobbled her lie, and immediately presented a helping hand for her to stand up. Taking hold of it was less bad than blowing his manhood so she did n't mind in the moment. She immediately regretted her action at law when she looked at the man 's font again. Numbers in a Edward D. White baptistry were floating right above the man 's head.

~ Robbert Filly, [ hoodlum, 26 ]

She saw the man in question reciprocally glance at a bit above her head. She could n't tell what he saw but his wide-eyed face conveyed all she needed to know. She could see the man thinking deeply about what to do, his handwriting still holding hers awkwardly, when he eventually closed his eyes and sighed.

'' What 's the matter- ''

She tried to ask before her judgment went black.

Robbert grabbed her before the noblewoman went limp, sparing her body any additional bruise. They had already messed enough as it is. His followers immediately noticed the change in attitude, ready to follow his orders.

'' Klink, come ! grasp her. Absolutely make sure she does NOT get any further price, do you sympathize ? ``

The hood in head promptly nodded before approaching and taking grip of her delicate body. Though he could not resist a small lap to her right breast which granted him an angry look from Robbert before he refrained from disrespectful acts.

'' Blame, you stay there and maintain the skill. I will go ask Bos for rules of order, probably particular programme for her. Again, make believe for certain to not get detected. If we mess up we 're utterly, but if we succeed ... spending a month free at the house of prostitution will only be the beginning of our reward. Understood ? ``

'' Yes, chief ! ``

The two tough fortified their focus on their respective chore while Robbert promptly left the dark alley.

min and minutes passed as they eagerly waited for his return, dreaming of virgins and rich people. Klink was already feeling his weapon system heavy, gravity doing its due on an adult mass. The fact that the fair sex was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen brought a awful boost to his motivation though ; having to keep back her somehow, he did n't refrain from exploring her curves under the pretext of losing cargo hold. On the former end, incrimination was initially grave, on the outlook for potential intruders ; but the dark alley was well positioned, not a lot of traffic passage by, and the panting breath of his horny colleague won over his control as he intermittently turned his school principal to ogle the adult female 's curves.

Klink was too officious playing with his toy to discover his fellow falling down, and it was with her nipple in his mouthpiece that he went on to kiss the soil, revealing a colourful individual dressed in a lofty clown getup. His mask showed a static creepy smile, while his eyes constantly moved get out and proper, analysing the entireness of the bowling alley before stumbling upon Livia, still unconscious mind. His pupils dilated upon admiring her, and he was getting down to touch her when -

'' pick ! ``

A Brobdingnagian mastiff, leashed linked to the clown 's hand, seemed quite aroused as well, and notified so to his master, his tail swing left and powerful and a red protuberance already pulsing under his belly. The clown stood straight, put hired hand on hip while he raised an inquiring eyebrow to his C. H. Best friend.

'' Woof filling ! ``

The great dog double-confirmed his dream ; a staring contest ensued before the goof shrugged it away. He moved back and made subtle hand gesture that seemed enough to protect the billet from unwanted gazes, before closing his eyes and blocking his ears. What was going to materialise was certainly not advertiser friendly.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

Klink and blame eventually regained knowingness, roughly at the same sentence, but immediately regretted waking upon glancing at the dread scene befalling upon their oculus. Livia was on the wet stony ground, laid down on her expanded belly, her rear pointing upwards, in a vindicated mating attitude. Because, yes, she had been violently bred : her bottomland lips had been forcefully widened, a incessant flow of smooth source coming out from it with touches of redness grounds of the roughness of the act. Her back was full of vertical scratches, and her pilus dishevelled in a way that was only possible if her head had been used as support. It was really a miracle that the womanhood remained unconscious all along. Both men observed the underlying disaster, before eyeing each other.

'' This is your fault. ``

Klink immediately blamed Blame.

'' I was not the one groping our objective. You distracted me ! ``

Blame deflected the blame.

They switched between looking at each other to her desecrated soundbox, back and forth, before the vigilance of the position waned down. The smell of sex soaking the alley coupled with the alluring view of the unconscious woman made them reconsider their next actions.

'' She 's really hot though. ``

'' She is. ``

They shrugged the billet away before eventually taking position, banging her in turn, adding up to the cum in her womanhood, her ass-cheeks now presenting vivid human hand red marks. Their business done, they put their skill to use to shroud the incriminating evidence. Klink took clench of Livia 's body, making sure not to put any disgusting seed on his equipment ; he did n't know what species it was, but the smell was atrocious. He pressed on her belly, forcing the liquid out until it appeared relatively normal.

'' Alright, do your thing, incrimination. I 'm not tied 20 yet. ``

'' You owe me one Klink. You know I ca n't do this more than once a month. Anyway ... [ Flawless Theft ] ! ``

These two words, as mere they seemed, packed quite an amount of power : an invisible force out slowly started clearing the prankish liquidness away from the stone slabs ; Livia 's body also got magically cleaned, dirt removed that left her skin smooth and clean. The sole egress that remained were the back scratches and intimate wounds that the acquirement could n't handle. Klink hesitated for a few seconds before deciding it was Worth the sacrifice of a few coins, and brought a red potion out of his pocket. Sprinkling free fall of it on her back and fingering her butt lips with it seemed to do the prank : from the exterior she seemed as pure as a maiden.

Relieved, the tough only had a few minute of recess before they heard garish wooden wheels approaching. Robbert was back with a pushcart and sheets. He brought the vehicle near them and made a sign to Klink to bring her over. The two thief were panicking internally as their foreman inspected the good, but eventually relaxed when he nodded. Robbert ogled her tit one lastly time before covering her.

'' Alright, let 's go. Boss is waiting for us. ``

No question asked.

They were safe.

For now.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -

Livia stood on a literal mountain of men, piled up high enough to offer her heart a glorious vista of skyscrapers. Each one of them tried to court her with words and riches ; they were barely a nudge away from falling down, and she took delight to tip a few for her personal pleasure. Livia had a outstanding time, really, but it would have been greater without this pressure and itchiness on her back, and now something was pulling her hair.

'' Good noble, ca n't you even leave me in peacefulness for a few minute of arc - ''

She turned her headway around and saw a large mastiff abusing her back, menacing of toppling her if she resisted or did n't fend in the right position.

'' sod off, you beast ! ``

She tried chasing him off but the dog, who could n't seem to resist his lust any further, ripped her clothes off and became more insistent ; it started browsing her chthonian regions with his tongue.

'' No, give up that ! God, this is disgusting ! This is ... oh - ''

It had been such a long time since she 'd had any sort of human being impinging that she could n't ward off enjoying this brief billow of pleasure, but the wrongness of the act quickly caught up, and she threw her hand widely in an attempt to stop it. The beast was firm, and it did not like her violent response, toppling her off the edge.

Livia fell, faster and faster, before water caught her fall.

'' Cold ! This is so co- ''

Livia woke up, drenched in H2O that incrimination had thrown in her direction.

'' whoreson, is that a way to awake a gentlewoman ? ``

She seemed to be in a cart, still bloody naked she cursed, in a store that contained a few early vehicle of the kind. There was enough outer space to contain a twelve wagons, and it was half filled. Where the bloody heck did they add her ? The main stealer of the band, Robbert, appeared from the side and approached to move over further social club. Livia noticed the man could still not refrain from staring at her boob. Was she that attractive or was the guy a virgin ?

'' You smell terrible, we ca n't let you see the genus Bos like that. There is some grievous bodily harm and weewee near the wall ; rinse yourself. Hurry up ! ``

Not being the one to refuse a shower, she complied and started cleaning herself, wetting the soap and applying it on her skin. Somehow she had gained in importance, so knowing that they would n't tinge her anymore - at to the lowest degree until she saw their employer - she made a show of her soapy curve ball in front of their centre. The effect was immediate, their pent-up shafts barely holding back.

'' Here are some clothes. wearing apparel up - exhibitionist. ``

He whispered the hold up parole but she caught it nonetheless, red with shame as she recalled that it was somehow her flaw for being naked in the initiatory stead. Livia picked up the garment offered by the thugs ; a priori it seemed like a rustic dress for a villager female child, something she would only see in gothic movies.

'' Did I really ... ''

She shook her head. It was too early to reason out, she needed Thomas More entropy. Hopefully that Boss in question would provide ample answers.

Once gear up, the trio led her throughout a few aisles and stairways ; Livia was quite used to large construction, but this was something else altogether. The wall were made of rock and the visible roofing of wooden beams ; achieving such a height with limited engineering science was not an easy undertaking. Their leader had to have inscrutable air pocket ; but that also made him more life-threatening. She started feeling afraid : would the gaffer of thugs be more ruthless than his underlings ?

Their promenade through the star sign finally led them to a corridor with ample doors. Robbert knocked on the door.

'' Boss, it 's me. Our Edgar Albert Guest is here. ``

'' Enter. ``

Livia 's suspicion after that strange tar of voice was confirmed when they entered the large position. Bookshelves were lined up on the side walls, while the centre of the way was covered by a large round carpet, with a burnt sienna desk situated at a good two tierce of it. Sitting on the desk was a red-haired woman with a pretty nerve ; the dark circles under her eyes and the mountain of red tape surrounding her told of heavy obligation. She finished signing one last composition before freeing her misuse pen, allowing herself to look at her guests.

She raised an eye-brow upon glancing at Livia, not expecting a class-less to be this gorgeous. Her facial features were so unknown though ; why would a noncitizen, class-less none the less, come to this clueless city ? Robbert had already given her a run-down of her blunt appearance in the plaza ; such as compassion she could n't see her yummy curves ...

'' Thank you for bringing her here, you may go. Ask Natalia for a reward. ``

'' Yes, Ma'am. ``

The trio bowed respectfully, glancing at Livia one last clip before leaving them alone. The rustic attire was fidgety and well below the standard of wearable she was used to ; the upper part was especially not adapted to her bust size of it, ending up with a mystifying and aphrodisiacal cleavage for any to see. The boss lady had to focalize harder than usual to not look down, as she tried to persist neutral to keep a view of superpower. She stood and offered a handshake.

'' Rhea Pistache, Guildmistress of the city of Bolar. Pleased to clear your friend. ``

She stood there, offering her Guest a few seconds to decide whether or not to bear the hand. Livia had noticed that this seemingly gesture was in fact the threshold to unveil your division and levels to others ; but Livia appreciated her announcing her name in betterment and even to a greater extent info on her status. She accepted the motion, knowing well that it was the reason she was here in the first place. The two middling women shook manus, unravelling their arcanum to each other.

~ Rhea Pistache, [ Sex Worker, 48 ]

Livia gasped. She stared at Rhea with disbelief.

'' How ? Why ? ``

'' That 's how it is here. The course of study system is a cruel one ; you can not change your own, it is fixed in stone. Mishap during youth can top to fatal consequences, as you can guess. ``

Rhea left her desk and walked around her room, playing with books to blot out her shame.

'' I have become Guildmistress to lead people in the right direction, and keep them from doing stupid fault. But also to demo them the right way in case it did bump. People with the wrong stratum can still profit order if led well. ``

'' What about mass with no division ? ``

Livia could not forbear from asking what this noblewoman wanted from her, not that she had anything against her philosophy. It was in good religious belief, but her underlings had essentially raped her, so she did not agree at all with her. Livia intrinsically guessed that the grade affected something late, deep inside individuals. The languid gaze the [ Sex Worker ] was surreptitiously throwing at her was all she needed to know.

'' multitude in your vitrine, with barely a few 60 minutes in this cosmos - ''

Livia coughed, shocked that her secret had been seen through so rapidly.

'' - have a great chance. trial run have shown that the class is determined by the majority of the actions you have done in this populace. Plough the field long enough and you will suit a [ Fannie Merritt Farmer ] ; fight long enough, [ Soldier ] ; and so on. Do you see where I 'm going ? ``

'' You want to give me a specific year ? Why ? ``

'' Spot on ! For the why, I 've already explained my magniloquence. But know that I wo n't do it for free. ``

Livia took some time to dwell on her marriage proposal. If they could play a trick on the system into giving her a splendid class, she would become a great ally to the Guildmistress, probably increasing her network. These win-win scenarios were not a foreign concept to Livia.

'' Could you give me more details on the character of socio-economic class you have in thinker for me ? ``

'' Absolutely. enquiry has shown that faking a role is near enough for the system to take that into bill when deciding the course. Usually people who fake an bodily function for old age become safe at them so it does get to sense in the long term. But what would happen for an somebody like you who appeared only one or two hours ago, if we were to bullshit being royalty for an entire hour ? ``

Livia 's eyes widened when she got her point. What an ingenious trick ! Both women stared at each other, a smile on their faces. This was bound to be the showtime of a great relationship. Rhea seemed to sustain prepared the requirement items in advance as she unveiled a box containing a gorgeous pinko princess dress, a diadem and a set of silver medal cutlery.

'' Time is of essence. Shall we start ? ``

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

A few bags of tea and counterfeit royal family discussion later, nandu elected that they 've had achieved the demand for a royal class.

'' With this, I promise you will get a royal category, either [ Princess ], [ poove ] or a derivative. Before the attribution ceremony, we shall hash out of our musical arrangement and potation a declaration. ``

Rhea opened a drawer and extracted a peal of empty-bellied parchment that looked expensive. She began inscribing the common introduction for this sort of contract. Meanwhile Livia, eager to get her class, poked the mountain of documents populating the desk, trying to think of the best way to get more on her side of meat of the mess. Just getting a class like that was not enough for the one-time Director of HR.

'' Rhea americana, what do you require in exchange of your help ? ``

'' I would wish you to turn my employee for a month. Nothing illegal of course. I will let you encounter a few people who should return us salutary deals when confronted with a [ Princess ] rather than a [ punk ] or a [ Sex Worker ], if you know what I mean. Would that be fine with you ? ``

Rhea continued writing the details she just mentioned, able to argue with her guest at the Sami fourth dimension. She seemed very used with this double-play ; was this how she had obtained such an of import posture ?

'' While I appreciate your help with the social class trick, I do not believe one hour of tea is decent to buy me services for a month. Henceforth on my side I would also require your help to increase my class proficiency, at level 10 minimum by the end of the month. ``

Rhea suddenly paused mid-writing, raising an eye-brow at her guest.

'' storey 10 ? This is not a trivial project to accomplish you know, the great unwashed take long time to go far at this horizontal surface. We will have you employ your year skills the entire day, are you comfortable doing so for a month ? ``

'' I am determined to not waste my time. ``

'' perfect tense, then considering that you share responsibility with this level requirement, I agree. ``

Rhea wrote all this down on the limited scroll, making Livia became increasingly interested.

'' By the way, is there any legal entity in the city to enforce contracts ? What if one of us triggers a falling out of agreement ? ``

'' Legal entity ? No, aught like that. This is magical my dear. We will both harmonize on the collaterals, and the contract will be intimate if it needs to apply them or not. ``

Livia was afraid to ask, but the subject area was bound to be reached at some point.

'' And what variety of collateral do you usually use, rhea ? Monetary ? ``

'' Monetary incentives do not work here, people would n't mind losing money to breach a contract if they could get away with a greater peck elsewhere. No Livia, it 's much simpler. I use death as collateral. Simple but effective. ``

Rhea delivered on the query with a deadpan face that did n't reflect the austereness of her words. Livia was horrified ; in her living as a homo resource manager, she had drafted probably around a G of contacts, and equally fired thousands. But cold-blooded execution by Book on a piece of newspaper ?

'' I will die if I do not manage to give you a royalty-related course of instruction, or if you do not reach level 10 by the end of the month. You will die if you stop being my employee or act in a disruptive manner that prevents your level from increasing by the end of the calendar month. Does that sound bonnie ? ``

'' I-is n't this a bit excessive ? That 's a lot of death for a contract ... Why not replace it with pain in the neck for instance ? Like a big headache. ``

'' There are remedies against headache and pain in the ass in general ; some skills completely disregard them altogether. ``

Livia thought deeply about the professional and hustle of the contract. At to the lowest degree for that solid month she would be under the protection of this hefty individual, despite being her employee. And that regal course would last for her integral life in this populace ! decent to grant her metre to regain the info she needed to go back to her public, if possible.

'' Alright, I agree. ``

'' perfect. ``

rhea wrote the concluding words and signed herself, before turning the parchment around.

'' signal here with your full phase of the moon epithet. ``

The scroll started shining brightly the bit both key signature were in, the mystical experience a short one as the coil disintegrated into particles, leaving the businesswomen to a solemn silence.

'' You did n't mention how one obtains a class. Is there a specific observance ? ``

Livia took the initiative, her life depending on the acquisition of new skill. She had witnessed how the thief had cornered her with ease with a simple spell, despite their low storey. What powers would she receive with a royal class ? Her business drive got her excited at the prospect of new ventures.

'' It 's a surprisingly simpleton one, a minuscule speech communication and a few gestures. It is usually done in a church at mature age for common people, but ample family obviously have diverse strategy, some exchangeable to ours, to make for certain their progeny get the best final result. ``

Rhea went back to her desk to recover a document that seemed to contain the special watchword in question and the gestures to follow. Livia took a few minutes to larn them by heart ; meanwhile, Rhea prepared her federal agency by closing the windows and sprinkling the way with candles to have it a solemn standard atmosphere. She did n't eff if it really helped in the class decision-making operation, but there were reasons for custom. Furthermore, this was an of import outcome for an somebody, especially for future royalty.

Livia eventually put down the sheet on the desk, nodding to Rhea. The latter pushed her desk further to unblock the turn carpeting where Livia positioned herself, at the nerve center. She felt tense but excited, full of hopes and dreaming. This was the offset of her new life story as a powerful individual in this fantastic new worldly concern which she knew nothing about. The family she was about to obtain would regulate whether her route would be an arduous or an effortless one.

The second she put her knee on the primer and interlocked her script in a petition, concentric circles of white light appeared on the carpet, which seemed to be a dear music director for sorcerous activities. Livia kept composure and focused on her speech.

'' Heavenly Lords, I pray you.

I am confused by my own ignorance.

I have done not bad deeds,

But I am still lost.

Judge me for what I am,

And visit upon myself the [ Class ] that I deserve ! ``

The majestic ceremonial occasion reached a peak with the finis sentence. Rhea had forgotten about the ceremony, hers having been done in such a kick eld ago. It was only because she was now a spectator that she could note the transcendent heavenly choir, and the froth rays of wanton falling through the ceiling. She swore she could somehow listen rustle in the background, something resembling old men arguing over unknown matters.

Meanwhile Livia was still kneeled down, oculus closed and sweat flowing down her forefront. This was too much to savvy in a day. She could not hold back to get a good night of sleep. Could n't they just hurry up ?

They seemed to react to her thoughts as the lightshow abruptly ended. Rhea americana hurried to the Windows to get some day in, before staring at Livia, trying to estimate her new class from afar. The platinum-blonde woman looked as gorgeous as she did before, maybe slightly more noble. Rhea guessed her charisma would ameliorate with additional levels. But amid all the good news, her instincts told her that something was amiss. Did n't Livia seem more, foxy, than common ?

'' rhea, hurry up ! ``

Livia rushed to grab Rhea americana 's helping hand, not leaving the latter the time to prepare herself. After all, their contract dictated that she would die if the socio-economic class was n't royal house related. This was heavy matter, not that she could n't understand her excitement.

She eventually shook her hired man, and slowly raised her caput to translate her new friend 's sweet class.

~ Livia Clark, [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ]

Rhea threw up .