`` You are fired. ``

The business adult female had announced the end of that man 's calling as a topic of fact, in the driest of tones, and with the same schadenfreude as for the preceding hundreds. Only a few Word were exchanged before the former employee left her office, spiritless and distraught. Moments later, she stood and made sure the door was closed and properly locked.

Livia could barely hold for a few mo before furiously starting to masturbate. The kindle blonde hastily undressed in the midsection of her personal office, her entirely consultation the birds and cloud at such a sky-scraping height. It would be the understatement of the class to say she liked her job as Director of homo Resources ; proof were the hot stains of pleasance fluids the perverted charwoman released on the carpet. How would these poor people react if they knew she rewarded herself with an orgasm for each soul she sent over ?

It was all about authorization, and Livia knew she had it all : perfect hourglass name with big breasts that made looking at her eyes an ordeal for the diametric sex, and even if they did manage, her adorable imprimatur, pulpy backtalk and ash-blonde flowy tomentum always left them spellbound. Her witchy looking and sharp idea were the main 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 monetary value of her personal relationships. The higher her berth and knockout, the higher the requirements for her electric potential married person. The few tie-in she had woven with the opponent sex did not resist the pressing : she was too beautiful, too smart, and too successful.

And it was laid down on the tarnish carpet of her office, panting and sweating profusely while soon approaching a new elevation in carnal pleasance, that Livia made a peculiar wish.

'' God, may I receive a match, whatever the monetary value ... ''

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

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

Livia climaxed in the lewd of groan, arching her back with trembling legs as the action of her fingers on her nether area made her squirt quite a little. Still hallucinating under the intense billow of joy, she passively observed the departure clouds in the grey sky, her natural language drooling on her aphrodisiacal face as she progressively slowed her breathing. It further took precious moment to realize something was really, really faulty ; the first thing she immediately felt was the sudden modification in flooring, and so for a good reason.

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

stone slabs wet by a recent rain made for a terrible ground to lie down on. She immediately got to use her men to relieve her shoulders and fundament, already feeling dirty under the chilly weather. Her head took way too long to appreciate the sudden change in surround : one import she was in her comfy office, and moments later, she was naked in the midsection of a mall, right in front of an vacate fountain, who knows where. More than a stacks of fishy passersby were ogling her beautiful curves, a few with already repressed desires ; they had the prospect of witnessing her lewd comer, but even her current predicament and presentation were enough of a spectacle to spark lust. A sheep among wolves, the astray gorgeous blonde acted in the just manner her instincts told her too.

'' Kyaaaaaaaa ! ``

Livia shouted in a high-pitched voice while running in a random management as she tried to address her enceinte titty and her fair sex to protect what remained of her self-respect, with little succeeder. The damp pavement made it hard to pass over barefoot while she avoided crossing prosaic, red with ignominy and a measure and a half of skepticism. But her tender bleakness did little to distract her from the worrying star sign all around that told of a much, much enceinte result at script. The houses on the English seemed to be mainly made of I. F. Stone strengthened with wooden beams. The irregular cut of the cobblestone on the primer, the deficiency of manifest hygiene, 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 dark bowling alley, panting and sweating like having run a marathon, which she did, nude person. Her feet starting to hurt, the wetness of the undercoat and the dampness of the air made her feel miserable. Her adrenaline was still luxuriously, her heart pumping like mad : she knew she was in peachy danger, but not what to do.

'' Are you lost, my lady ? Do you need a guide ? ``

Terrified by the mocking musical note of that voice, Livia promptly turned around, and cursed when she spotted three rowdy blocking her way out of the alley. Left on her bare own against these dubious someone, she tried to squall to help, but with no avail, the passersby simply ignoring her, as if she were unseeable. Worse, she noticed a sort of ball-shaped barrier surrounding them which refracted the lightness as it came through like on hot twenty-four hours. Her befuddled and do-or-die face did not neglect to amuse the thugs, who could n't desist from explaining.

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

The ruffian laughed while surrounding her, slowly, taking all the clip in the world as if they were absolutely sure nothing could stop them.

'' This is a staple of the [ strong-armer ] class, the [ Subtle larceny ] skill. ``

Livia tried to keep her back flat to insist dominance, but the only effect it did was induce the men more aroused as she offered an even better view of her breast. She barely listened to what they were saying, trying instead to draw tending from the passage crowd behind them, in vain.

'' They ca n't hear you, and they wo n't see you unless they really focus. You 're really green for such a gorgeous babe. Is it your twirl to be naked in the streets ? Are you a pervert ? ``

She was eventually out of space to retreat, her back and raise on the damp and cold stony wall, an uncomfortable tone, refreshing as it may. The hood had stopped talking, their rough breathing a unclutter house of their repressed lustfulness as they could not quit staring at her tit, her rear, her pulpy lips. Livia realized that only a few instant remained before she would be assaulted. She put aside her despair and immediately started thinking, as oceanic abyss as she could. Was there no way of saving the site ? Could she buy them, volunteer money in substitution maybe ? She had so many link, but probably no one in this townsfolk. And she was naked for God 's sake ! They clearly wanted her body, their raging boner an absolute proof of that.

Mere import passed for the stealer, during which Livia 's brilliant might formulated a coherent plan, albeit, risky. She started putting her plan in action, and to do so, she kneeled down in front of the men, taking them by surprise, before opening her mouthpiece in a lewd manner, sticking her clapper out.

'' You got me ! I 'm a strumpet who loves to suck dicks, naked in the streets. Please, feed me, my Lords ! ``

This was her strategy, lame as it was. adept be active and master the situation than passively endure it. The manpower of the bandit in the centre reacted before his brain as he unleashed and inserted his shaft in her exposed mouth. Livia nearly threw up at the revolting mouthful, a mix of dried semen, pee and dirt, as if the guy did n't strike a cascade in weeks.

'' Oh, what a good slattern, such as damn good trollop ! ``

hired man on her head, the thief ploughed back and Forth in her throat, having the clip of his life, while Livia did her utmost to fake being comfortable to such a awful discussion. She had never, ever given head to a man even once, and that this peasant was the firstly receiver of her oral grace was an infrangible disgrace. She smiled with her center at the man penetrating her mouth, and brought fingers to her noblewoman parts to try to get some pleasure out of that, to void intuition. The man suddenly stopped, removed his stave and laid his package on her heading, smearing her own phlegm on her face and hair.

'' punch my clod clean, loose woman. ``

Having no option in the matter, Livia reluctantly imposed revolting flavours to her taste germ as she expertly licked the man 's ballock from bottom to top, as if she had done that her entire life sentence. Her repugnant display made the man 's accomplice masturbate furthermore, eagerly waiting their tour. Being the kind of someone that never does half-hearted jobs, Livia took the totality of the gentleman's gentleman 's balls in, offering them the most comfortable Bath known in testicles-kind.

'' You 're the unspoilt, what a good beef ! ``

His commentary did not avail alleviate the self-inflicted shame Livia felt, naked in the streets while serving as a cock-toilet for ruffians she just met a few instant ago. But what she did n't know, and would instruct later, was that fellation were almost taboo in this age. The main religious belief imposed that oral action were degrading and formally forbidden, such that even thieves 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 kink ? Only idiots would refuse !

'' I 'm nearly there. Open your mouth, slut, and swallow unit ! ``

Livia stuck out her tongue and cupped her manpower, waiting for her payload like the best of pornstars. The ruffian could not wait anymore and ejaculated R-2 and ropes of sticky ejaculate on her middle, her os frontale, her cheeks, her nose, and a non-negligible quantity on her tongue and backtalk. In following yowl, the thug on the left could n't hold with his lust and impaled her lip seconds before releasing his juice deep against her pharynx. Livia climaxed at the Sami time, but her moment was ruined as she could not forbear from retching, her gag reflex not trained enough to bury in such a style. Lastly, the remaining man unfurled his seed on her hair and breasts, resulting in a crying blonde, disgusted with what she had accomplished.

'' You 're a natural slut. You would betray quite high on the market. What 's your family ? [ Sex actor ] ? ``

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

'' You guessed right. Can I go now ? I have other client waiting ; you 're favourable I did n't charge you this metre ! ``

'' 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 humanity so she did n't mind in the bit. She immediately regretted her legal action when she looked at the man 's face again. Numbers in a lily-white baptistry were floating right above the man 's head.

~ Robbert Filly, [ Thug, 26 ]

She saw the man in question reciprocally glance at a maculation above her read/write head. She could n't tell what he saw but his wide-eyed expression conveyed all she needed to fuck. She could see the man thinking deeply about what to do, his hired hand still holding hers awkwardly, when he eventually closed his eyes and sighed.

'' What 's the matter- ''

She tried to ask before her mind went black.

Robbert grabbed her before the madam went limp, sparing her trunk any additional bruises. They had already messed enough as it is. His followers immediately noticed the change in attitude, gear up to follow his orders.

'' Klink, get along ! Hold her. Absolutely make certain she does NOT get any promote damage, do you understand ? ``

The thug in inquiry promptly nodded before approaching and taking hold of her touchy body. Though he could not resist a small lick to her right wing titty which granted him an angry flavor from Robbert before he refrained from disrespectful acts.

'' Blame, you stay there and hold the acquisition. I will go ask Boss for lodge, probably specific plans for her. Again, make sure to not get detected. If we mess up we 're suddenly, but if we succeed ... spending a calendar month free at the brothel will only be the beginning of our advantage. Understood ? ``

'' Yes, chief ! ``

The two ruffians fortified their centering on their respective chore while Robbert promptly left the dark alley.

transactions and minutes passed as they eagerly waited for his return, dreaming of virgin and riches. Klink was already feeling his arms heavy, gravity doing its due on an adult mass. The fact that the cleaning lady was the most beautiful brute he had ever seen brought a frightful hike to his motivating though ; having to hold her somehow, he did n't abstain from exploring her curves under the guise of losing hold. On the other end, inculpation was initially serious, on the lookout for likely intruders ; but the dingy alley was well positioned, not a lot of traffic passing by, and the panting breath of his aroused colleague won over his dominance as he intermittently turned his head to ogle the cleaning lady 's curves.

Klink was too busy playing with his toy to notice his confrere falling down, and it was with her pap in his mouth that he went on to kiss the land, revealing a colorful somebody dressed in a royal buffoon getup. His mask showed a static creepy smile, while his optic constantly moved pass on and rectify, analysing the entirety of the alley before stumbling upon Livia, still unconscious. His pupils dilated upon admiring her, and he was getting down to touch her when -

'' Woof ! ``

A Brobdingnagian mastiff, leashed linked to the clown 's paw, seemed quite aroused as well, and notified so to his master, his tail swinging left and decent and a red bump already pulsing under his belly. The clown stood heterosexual person, put hired man on hips while he raised an questioning eyebrow to his easily friend.

'' Woof pick ! ``

The great dog double-confirmed his ambition ; a staring contest ensued before the clown shrugged it away. He moved back and made elusive hand gestures that seemed enough to protect the property from unwanted gaze, before closing his eyes and blocking his ears. What was going to materialize was certainly not advertiser friendly.

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

Klink and Blame eventually regained consciousness, roughly at the Lapplander prison term, but immediately regretted waking upon glancing at the dire scene befalling upon their eyes. Livia was on the wet stony ground, laid down on her expanded belly, her rear pointing upwards, in a sack conjugation situation. Because, yes, she had been violently bred : her bottom lips had been forcefully widened, a constant flow of liquid semen coming out from it with touches of redness evidence of the harshness of the act. Her back was full of vertical scratches, and her pilus dishevelled in a way that was only potential if her head had been used as reenforcement. It was really a miracle that the woman remained unconscious mind all along. Both men observed the underlying calamity, before eyeing each other.

'' This is your shift. ``

Klink immediately blamed Blame.

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

incrimination deflected the blame.

They switched between looking at each early to her profane body, back and forth, before the watchfulness of the billet waned down. The look of sex soaking the alley coupled with the alluring view of the unconscious cleaning woman made them reconsider their next actions.

'' She 's really hot though. ``

'' She is. ``

They shrugged the situation away before eventually taking position, banging her in play, adding up to the seed in her womanhood, her ass-cheeks now presenting vivid man script red marks. Their business done, they put their skills to use to hide out the incriminating evidence. Klink took hold of Livia 's eubstance, making certain not to put any disgusting seed on his equipment ; he did n't know what species it was, but the smell was painful. He pressed on her belly, forcing the liquid state out until it appeared relatively normal.

'' Alright, do your thing, blame. I 'm not charge 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 Holy Scripture, as simple they seemed, packed quite an quantity of power : an invisible military group slowly started clearing the puckish liquidity away from the stone slabs ; Livia 's body also got magically cleaned, dirt removed that left her pelt smooth and clean. The only topic that remained were the back moolah and internal wounds that the skill 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 drop curtain of it on her back and fingering her bottom rim with it seemed to do the trick : from the outside she seemed as virgin as a maiden.

Relieved, the ruffians only had a few moments of respite before they heard loud wooden cycle approaching. Robbert was back with a cart and piece of paper. He brought the vehicle near them and made a sign to Klink to bring her over. The two stealer were panicking internally as their top dog inspected the goods, but eventually relaxed when he nodded. Robbert ogled her titty one terminal time before covering her.

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

No questions asked.

They were safe.

For now.

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

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

'' Good master, ca n't you even leave me in peace for a few minutes - ''

She turned her head teacher around and saw a expectant mastiff abusing her back, menacing of toppling her if she resisted or did n't stand in the right position.

'' sodomite 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 nether regions with his tongue.

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

It had been such a long time since she 'd had any sort of human contact that she could n't annul enjoying this brief billow of pleasance, but the wrongness of the act quickly caught up, and she threw her helping hand widely in an attempt to end it. The beast was secure, and it did not like her violent chemical reaction, toppling her off the edge.

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

'' frigidity ! This is so co- ''

Livia woke up, drenched in piss that Blame had thrown in her way.

'' mother fucker, is that a way to awaken a gentlewoman ? ``

She seemed to be in a pushcart, still bloody naked she cursed, in a terminal that contained a few other vehicles of the kind. There was enough space to comprise a dozen wagons, and it was one-half filled. Where the damn heck did they take her ? The main stealer of the band, Robbert, appeared from the slope and approached to move over foster monastic order. Livia noticed the man could still not abstain from staring at her knocker. Was she that attractive or was the guy a Virgin ?

'' You smell terrible, we ca n't let you see the hirer like that. There is some soap and weewee near the wall ; wash yourself. Hurry up ! ``

Not being the one to deny a cascade, she complied and started cleaning herself, wetting the soap and applying it on her tegument. Somehow she had gained in importance, so knowing that they would n't affect her anymore - at least until she saw their employer - she made a show of her soapy bend in presence of their eyes. The consequence was immediate, their pent-up shafts barely holding back.

'' Here are some clothes. Dress up - flasher. ``

He whispered the in conclusion Holy Writ but she caught it nonetheless, red with shame as she recalled that it was somehow her fault for being naked in the first piazza. Livia picked up the garment offered by the thugs ; a priori it seemed like a rustic dress for a villager girl, something she would only see in medieval movies.

'' Did I really ... ''

She shook her point. It was too former to conclude, she needed more information. Hopefully that Boss in interrogative would leave ample answers.

Once prepare, the trio led her throughout a few gangway and stairways ; Livia was quite used to large construction, but this was something else altogether. The rampart were made of Harlan Fiske Stone and the visible roofing of wooden beam of light ; achieving such a tiptop with set technology was not an easy task. Their leader had to have deep pocket ; but that also made him more dangerous. She started feeling afraid : would the chief of goon be more ruthless than his subordinate ?

Their stroll through the mansion house finally led them to a corridor with tidy room access. Robbert knocked on the door.

'' Boss, it 's me. Our guest is here. ``

'' Enter. ``

Livia 's suspicion after that strange pitch of voice was confirmed when they entered the vauntingly bureau. Bookshelves were lined up on the side walls, while the centre of the room was covered by a large round carpet, with a mahogany desk situated at a good two thirds of it. Sitting on the desk was a red-haired fair sex with a pretty look ; the dark circles under her centre and the lot of red tape surrounding her told of heavy province. She finished signing one last paper before freeing her blackguard pen, allowing herself to reckon at her guests.

She raised an eye-brow upon glancing at Livia, not expecting a class-less to be this gorgeous. Her nervus facialis characteristic were so unknown though ; why would a outlander, class-less none the less, number to this clueless city ? Robbert had already given her a run-down of her stark visual aspect in the plaza ; such as pity she could n't see her delicious curves ...

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

'' Yes, Ma'am. ``

The 3 bowed respectfully, glancing at Livia one net time before leaving them alone. The rustic dress was itchy and well below the touchstone of clothing she was used to ; the speed character was especially not adapted to her bust size, ending up with a deep and sexy segmentation for any to see. The boss lady had to pore intemperately than usual to not look down, as she tried to remain inert to keep a posture of power. She stood and offered a handshake.

'' Rhea americana Pistache, Guildmistress of the urban center of Bolar. Pleased to pee-pee your acquaintance. ``

She stood there, offering her guest a few seconds to decide whether or not to accept the deal. Livia had noticed that this seemingly gesture was in fact the door to revealing your class and horizontal surface to others ; but Livia appreciated her announcing her epithet in advance and even more info on her status. She accepted the motion, knowing well that it was the rationality she was here in the first place. The two somewhat cleaning lady shook hand, unravelling their closed book to each other.

~ nandu Pistache, [ Sex Worker, 48 ]

Livia gasped. She stared at Rhea americana with disbelief.

'' How ? Why ? ``

'' That 's how it is here. The category system is a roughshod one ; you can not change your own, it is fixed in stone. Mishap during youth can lead to disastrous consequences, as you can imagine. ``

rhea left her desk and walked around her room, playing with Bible to shroud her shame.

'' I have become Guildmistress to lead the great unwashed in the justly direction, and forbid them from doing poor fish mistakes. But also to designate them the right way in case it did happen. citizenry with the incorrectly course of study can still gain order if led well. ``

'' What about people with no socio-economic class ? ``

Livia could not refrain from asking what this lady wanted from her, not that she had anything against her ism. It was in good faith, but her underlings had essentially raped her, so she did not accord at all with her. Livia intrinsically guessed that the division affected something cryptic, deep inside person. The languid gaze the [ Sex proletarian ] was surreptitiously throwing at her was all she needed to know.

'' citizenry in your causa, with barely a few hours in this domain - ''

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

'' - have a great chance. examination have shown that the year is determined by the legal age of the actions you have done in this Earth. Plough the athletic field long enough and you will become a [ Farmer ] ; fight long enough, [ Soldier ] ; and so on. Do you see where I 'm going ? ``

'' You want to give me a specific course of instruction ? Why ? ``

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

Livia took some sentence to harp on her marriage proposal. If they could trick the arrangement into giving her a splendid form, she would suit a big friend to the Guildmistress, probably increasing her mesh. These win-win scenarios were not a foreign concept to Livia.

'' Could you give me more detail on the type of class you have in idea for me ? ``

'' Absolutely. enquiry has shown that faking a role is good enough for the system to take that into account when deciding the family. Usually people who fake an activity for yr become upright at them so it does score horse sense in the longsighted term. But what would fall out for an someone like you who appeared only one or two hr ago, if we were to fake being royal house for an entire hour ? ``

Livia 's eyes widened when she got her point. What an cunning trick ! Both adult female stared at each other, a grin on their faces. This was bound to be the offset of a great relationship. Rhea seemed to cause prepared the necessary items in advance as she unveiled a box containing a gorgeous pinko princess dress, a crown and a set of silver cutlery.

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

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

A few pocketbook of tea and fake royal line discussion later, Rhea elected that they 've had achieved the requisite for a purple class.

'' With this, I promise you will get a regal family, either [ Princess ], [ female monarch ] or a derivative. Before the attribution ceremony, we shall discuss of our arrangement and draft a declaration. ``

Rhea opened a drawer and extracted a roster of empty parchment that looked expensive. She began inscribing the common introduction for this form of declaration. Meanwhile Livia, eager to get her class, poked the stacks of papers populating the desk, trying to conceive of the advantageously way to get more on her side of the deal. Just getting a class like that was not enough for the former Director of HR.

'' nandu, what do you want in exchange of your supporter ? ``

'' I would like you to go my employee for a month. cypher illegal of course. I will have you meet a few people who should grant us wagerer good deal when confronted with a [ Princess ] rather than a [ Thug ] or a [ Sex actor ], if you know what I mean. Would that be fine with you ? ``

nandu continued writing the details she just mentioned, capable to argue with her node at the Sami time. She seemed very used with this double-play ; was this how she had obtained such an of import positioning ?

'' While I appreciate your help with the class trick, I do not conceive one minute of tea is enough to buy me overhaul for a calendar month. Henceforth on my side I would also expect your help to increase my class proficiency, at horizontal surface 10 minimum by the end of the calendar month. ``

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

'' Level 10 ? This is not a trivial undertaking to attain you know, people take years to get at this level. We will birth you employ your family skills the full day, are you comfortable doing so for a calendar month ? ``

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

'' Perfect, then considering that you part responsibility with this point demand, I agree. ``

Rhea wrote all this down on the special 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 accord ? ``

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

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

'' And what kind of collateral do you usually use, Rhea ? Monetary ? ``

'' Monetary incentives do not make here, people would n't mind losing money to offend a contract if they could get away with a greater deal elsewhere. No Livia, it 's much simpler. I use death as collateral. simple-minded but in effect. ``

nandu delivered on the head with a expressionless expression that did n't reflect the inclemency of her words. Livia was horrified ; in her life as a human resourcefulness manager, she had drafted probably around a yard of contacts, and equally burn G. But cold murder by words on a piece of theme ?

'' I will die if I do not manage to reach you a royalty-related class, or if you do not reach level 10 by the end of the calendar month. You will die if you stop being my employee or act in a turbulent fashion that prevents your spirit level from increasing by the end of the month. Does that sound bazaar ? ``

'' I-is n't this a bit excessive ? That 's a lot of death for a contract ... Why not put back it with pain for instance ? Like a big concern. ``

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

Livia thought deeply about the pros and con game of the declaration. At to the lowest degree for that whole calendar month she would be under the trade protection of this powerful case-by-case, despite being her employee. And that regal socio-economic class would last for her entire life sentence in this world ! enough to give her metre to find the info she needed to go back to her humanity, if possible.

'' Alright, I agree. ``

'' Perfect. ``

Rhea wrote the final Word of God and signed herself, before turning the parchment around.

'' Sign here with your full figure. ``

The scroll started shining brightly the moment both signatures were in, the mystical experience a short one as the coil disintegrated into corpuscle, leaving the businesswomen to a solemn silence.

'' You did n't cite how one obtains a class. Is there a particular ceremony ? ``

Livia took the initiative, her life depending on the acquisition of new skills. She had witnessed how the thief had cornered her with relief with a simple enchantment, despite their low layer. What index would she obtain with a imperial class ? Her concern drive got her excited at the expectation of new ventures.

'' It 's a surprisingly round-eyed one, a small voice communication and a few gestures. It is usually done in a church at mature age for common multitude, but ample families obviously have various strategies, some exchangeable to ours, to stool sure their issue get the just result. ``

Rhea went back to her desk to call up a document that seemed to hold back the special Holy Writ in query and the motion to follow. Livia took a few minutes to learn them by heart ; meanwhile, Rhea prepared her office by closing the windows and sprinkling the room with candles to give it a solemn ambience. She did n't roll in the hay if it really helped in the class decision-making process, but there were ground for custom. Furthermore, this was an authoritative event for an individual, especially for future royalty.

Livia eventually put down the sheet on the desk, nodding to nandu. The latter pushed her desk further to disembarrass the round carpeting where Livia positioned herself, at the meat. She felt tense but excited, full of Hope and dream. This was the get-go of her new life sentence as a powerful individual in this fantastic new world which she knew cypher about. The class she was about to obtain would determine whether her way of life would be an arduous or an casual one.

The back she put her stifle on the undercoat and interlocked her script in a entreaty, concentric lot of Edward White lighter appeared on the carpet, which seemed to be a in effect conductor for magical natural action. Livia kept calm and focused on her speech.

'' Heavenly Lords, I pray you.

I am confused by my own ignorance.

I have done capital deeds,

But I am still lost.

Judge me for what I am,

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

The majestic observance reached a peak with the end sentence. Rhea had forgotten about the ceremony, hers having been done in such a haste years ago. It was only because she was now a spectator that she could notice the transcendent heavenly choir, and the sparkling rays of light falling through the ceiling. She swore she could somehow hear whispers in the background, something resembling old men arguing over nameless matters.

Meanwhile Livia was still kneeled down, eyes closed and sudor flowing down her forefront. This was too very much to perceive in a day. She could not look to get a good nighttime of sleep. Could n't they just hurry up ?

They seemed to react to her idea as the lightshow abruptly ended. Rhea hurried to the windows to get some daylight in, before staring at Livia, trying to guess her new course of study from afar. The platinum-blonde woman looked as gorgeous as she did before, maybe slightly more bring down. rhea guessed her personal magnetism would better with additional grade. But amid all the respectable word, her instincts told her that something was amiss. Did n't Livia appear more, foxy, than usual ?

'' Rhea, hurry up ! ``

Livia rushed to grab Pterocnemia pennata 's helping hand, not leaving the latter the meter to prepare herself. After all, their contract dictated that she would die if the social class was n't royalty related. This was heavy matter, not that she could n't realise her excitement.

She eventually shook her mitt, and slowly raised her brain to read her new admirer 's fresh class.

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

Rhea threw up .