`` You are fired. ``

The patronage cleaning lady had announced the end of that man 's calling as a matter of fact, in the driest of tincture, and with the Sami schadenfreude as for the preceding C. Only a few words were exchanged before the erstwhile employee left her spot, spiritless and distraught. import later, she stood and made sure the door was closed and properly locked.

Livia could barely go for for a few second gear before furiously starting to masturbate. The aroused blonde hastily undressed in the centre of her personal position, her only audience the birds and swarm at such a sky-scraping height. It would be the understatement of the year to say she liked her job as theatre director of man resource ; proof were the hot stain of pleasure fluids the distorted woman 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 dominance, and Livia knew she had it all : perfect hourglass physique with large chest that made looking at her eyes an ordeal for the inverse sex, and even if they did manage, her adorable warrant, pulpy lips and platinum-blonde flowy hair always left them spellbound. Her witchy looks and sharp mind were the main drivers of her successful career.

Becoming Director of HR before her thirties was a major achievement which filled her with superbia, but it came at the cost of her personal relationships. The high her spatial relation and ravisher, the in high spirits the requirements for her potential mate. The few tie beam she had woven with the opposite sex did not stand firm the pressure : she was too beautiful, too ache, and too successful.

And it was laid down on the stained carpet of her billet, panting and sweating profusely while soon approaching a new height in carnal joy, that Livia made a peculiar wish.

'' God, may I find a first mate, whatever the cost ... ''

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

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

Livia climaxed in the lewdest of moan, arching her back with trembling branch as the military action of her digit on her nether regions made her spurt plenty. Still frantic under the acute surge of pleasance, she passively observed the passing swarm in the grey sky, her glossa drooling on her sexy brass as she progressively slowed her external respiration. It further took precious seconds to understand something was really, really wrong ; the first matter she immediately felt was the sudden change in flooring, and so for a good reason.

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

gemstone slabs wet by a recent rainfall made for a unspeakable ground to lie down on. She immediately got to use her hands to assuage her articulatio humeri and feet, already feeling dirty under the chilly weather. Her brain took way too long to appreciate the sudden variety in environment : one moment she was in her comfy office, and moments later, she was naked in the middle of a piazza, right in front of an discharge 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 luck of witnessing her lewd arriver, but even her current predicament and showing were enough of a spectacle to spark lustfulness. A sheep among wolves, the astray gorgeous blonde acted in the best manner her instinct told her too.

'' Kyaaaaaaaa ! ``

Livia shouted in a high voice while running in a random direction as she tried to wrap up her large bosom and her womanhood to protect what remained of her dignity, with little success. The soften sidewalk made it difficult to cover barefoot while she avoided crossing prosaic, red with shame and a measurement and a one-half of unbelief. But her tender nakedness did little to distract her from the worrying signs all around that told of a much, much handsome outcome at manus. The menage on the position seemed to be mainly made of gemstone strengthened with wooden beams. The irregular cut of the cobble on the ground, the lack of plain hygiene, and the townspeople's medieval attire.

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

She eventually lost her way, ending up in a sour alley, panting and sweating like having run a marathon, which she did, nude. Her understructure starting to pain, the wetness of the ground and the damp of the air made her feel miserable. Her epinephrine 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 need a pathfinder ? ``

Terrified by the mocking tone of that voice, Livia promptly turned around, and cursed when she spotted three ruffians blocking her way out of the alley. Left on her air own against these dubious individuals, she tried to scream to serve, but with no avail, the passersby simply ignoring her, as if she were unseeable. Worse, she noticed a sort of spherical roadblock surrounding them which refracted the luminousness as it came through like on hot days. Her obnubilate and do-or-die look did not miss to amuse the thugs, who could n't refrain from explaining.

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

The ruffians laughed while surrounding her, slowly, taking all the time in the human beings as if they were absolutely sure zip could stop them.

'' This is a staple of the [ strong-armer ] course, the [ Subtle Theft ] accomplishment. ``

Livia tried to hold on her back straight to assert authorization, but the alone consequence it did was induce the men more aroused as she offered an even better perspective of her white meat. She barely listened to what they were saying, trying instead to draw aid from the exit 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 kink to be naked in the streets ? Are you a pervert ? ``

She was eventually out of blank space to retreat, her back and rear on the damp and cold stony wall, an uncomfortable feel, refreshing as it may. The strong-armer had stopped talking, their rough breathing a clear mansion of their repressed lust as they could not intercept staring at her embrace, her keister, her pulpy lips. Livia realized that only a few s remained before she would be assaulted. She put aside her desperation and immediately started thinking, as mystifying as she could. Was there no way of saving the site ? Could she buy them, offer money in telephone exchange maybe ? She had so many connector, but probably no one in this townsfolk. And she was naked for God 's interest ! They clearly wanted her body, their raging boner an out-and-out proof of that.

Mere moment passed for the stealer, during which Livia 's brilliant might formulate a coherent architectural plan, albeit, speculative. She started putting her program 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 personal manner, sticking her tongue out.

'' You got me ! I 'm a slattern who loves to suck pecker, naked in the streets. Please, feed me, my overlord ! ``

This was her scheme, square as it was. Better be combat-ready and check the office than passively live it. The hands of the bandit in the middle reacted before his brain as he unleashed and inserted his barb in her subject oral cavity. Livia nearly threw up at the revolting appreciation, a mix of desiccated ejaculate, urine and dirt, as if the guy did n't take a shower in weeks.

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

deal on her head, the thief ploughed back and Forth River in her throat, having the time of his lifetime, while Livia did her utmost to forge being comfortable to such a dreaded treatment. She had never, ever given head to a man even once, and that this barbarian was the maiden recipient of her oral blessing was an right-down ignominy. She smiled with her heart at the man penetrating her mouth, and brought fingers to her madam parting to try to get some joy out of that, to avoid intuition. The man suddenly stopped, removed his staff and laid his package on her brain, smearing her own emotionlessness on her aspect and hair.

'' biff my lump clean, slut. ``

Having no choice in the affair, Livia reluctantly imposed revolting flavours to her taste sensation bugs as she expertly licked the man 's testicle from tail to top, as if she had done that her full life. Her obscene video display made the man 's accomplices masturbate furthermore, eagerly waiting their good turn. Being the kind of person that never does half-hearted business, Livia took the entirety of the gentleman 's balls in, offering them the most comfortable bath known in testicles-kind.

'' You 're the expert, what a good bitch ! ``

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 minutes ago. But what she did n't sleep with, and would study later, was that fellation were almost taboo in this age. The main faith imposed that oral activities were degrading and formally interdict, such that even thief like them would generally avoid employing them, even against unwilling participant. 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 turn down !

'' I 'm nearly there. Open your mouth, slattern, and withdraw whole ! ``

Livia stuck out her tongue and cupped her bridge player, waiting for her load like the best of pornstars. The ruffian could not wait anymore and ejaculated ropes and roach of sticky cum on her eyes, her forehead, her impudence, her nose, and a non-negligible measure on her tongue and mouth. In following bellows, the thug on the left could n't stick out with his lecherousness and impaled her rima oris seconds before releasing his juice deep against her pharynx. Livia climaxed at the same time, but her second was ruined as she could not refrain from retching, her gag physiological reaction not trained enough to swallow in such a personal manner. Lastly, the remaining man unfurled his seed on her hairsbreadth and titty, resulting in a shout blond, disgusted with what she had accomplished.

'' You 're a raw slut. You would betray 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 early client waiting ; you 're lucky I did n't charge you this time ! ``

'' Alright. ``

The thief gobbled her lie, and immediately presented a helping paw for her to digest up. Taking hold of it was less bad than blowing his manhood so she did n't beware in the moment. She immediately regretted her action mechanism when she looked at the man 's face again. telephone number in a white font were floating right above the man 's head.

~ Robbert Filly, [ toughie, 26 ]

She saw the man in question reciprocally glance at a spot above her head. She could n't tell what he saw but his wide-eyed expression conveyed all she needed to know. She could see the man thinking deeply about what to do, his 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 lady went hobble, sparing her organic structure any additional bruise. They had already messed enough as it is. His followers immediately noticed the modification in attitude, make to follow his orders.

'' Klink, come up ! Hold her. Absolutely make sure she does NOT get any foster scathe, do you understand ? ``

The strong-armer in question promptly nodded before approaching and taking hold of her delicate body. Though he could not withstand a belittled salt lick to her rightfield breast which granted him an angry face from Robbert before he refrained from disrespectful acts.

'' Blame, you stay there and exert the acquirement. I will go ask chief for orders, probably particular programme for her. Again, take in sure to not get detected. If we mess up we 're dead, but if we succeed ... spending a month free at the sporting house will only be the beginning of our rewards. Understood ? ``

'' Yes, chief ! ``

The two ruffians fortified their focus on their respective task while Robbert promptly left the dark alleyway.

bit and minute of arc passed as they eagerly waited for his return, dreaming of Virgo the Virgin and wealth. Klink was already feeling his arms heavy, gravity doing its due on an grownup mass. The fact that the woman was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen brought a terrific boost to his motivation though ; having to restrain her somehow, he did n't refrain from exploring her curves under the pretext of losing delay. On the other end, rap was initially unplayful, on the spotter for potential interloper ; but the dark alley was well positioned, not a lot of traffic passing by, and the panting breath of his call down colleague won over his control as he intermittently turned his promontory to ogle the woman 's bender.

Klink was too interfering playing with his toy to notice his colleague falling down, and it was with her nipple in his mouthpiece that he went on to kiss the primer, revealing a colorful soul dressed in a gallant clown rig. His mask showed a atmospherics creepy grin, while his eyes constantly moved left and right, analysing the entirety of the alley before stumbling upon Livia, still unconscious mind. His school-age child dilated upon admiring her, and he was getting down to touch her when -

'' weft ! ``

A vast mastiff, leashed linked to the goofball 's hand, seemed quite aroused as well, and notified so to his master, his tail swinging left and right and a red protuberance already pulsing under his belly. The clown around stood straight person, put hands on pelvic girdle while he raised an inquiring eyebrow to his skillful friend.

'' weft woof ! ``

The great dog double-confirmed his ambition ; a staring contest ensued before the clown shrugged it away. He moved back and made insidious deal gesture that seemed enough to protect the place from unwanted gazes, before closing his optic and blocking his ears. What was going to encounter was certainly not advertiser friendly.

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

Klink and Blame eventually regained consciousness, roughly at the same prison term, but immediately regretted waking upon glancing at the horrendous scene befalling upon their centre. Livia was on the wet stony ground, laid down on her expanded belly, her rear pointing upwards, in a open mating side. Because, yes, she had been violently bred : her can lips had been forcefully widened, a constant stream of liquidity seed coming out from it with touches of rubor evidence of the roughness of the act. Her back was full of upright start, and her hair dishevelled in a way that was only possible if her head had been used as financial backing. It was really a miracle that the char remained unconscious all along. Both men observed the underlying calamity, before eyeing each other.

'' This is your fault. ``

Klink immediately blamed Blame.

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

Blame deflected the blame.

They switched between looking at each other to her profane body, back and forth, before the alertness of the situation waned down. The smell of sex soaking the back street coupled with the alluring emplacement of the unconscious adult female made them reconsider their side by side actions.

'' She 's really hot though. ``

'' She is. ``

They shrugged the situation away before eventually taking position, banging her in turn, adding up to the seed in her womanhood, her ass-cheeks now presenting vivid man hand red Gospel According to Mark. Their stage business done, they put their skills to use to hide the imply evidence. Klink took grasp of Livia 's eubstance, making indisputable not to put any disgusting ejaculate on his equipment ; he did n't get laid what species it was, but the smell was frightful. He pressed on her belly, forcing the liquid state out until it appeared relatively normal.

'' Alright, do your thing, Blame. I 'm not level 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 lyric, as simple they seemed, packed quite an measure of exponent : an invisible force slowly started clearing the impish liquid away from the pit slabs ; Livia 's physical structure also got magically cleaned, dirt removed that left her pare smooth and clean. The only issue that remained were the back scratches 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 drops of it on her back and fingering her bottom sass with it seemed to do the trick : from the outdoor she seemed as pure as a maiden.

Relieved, the ruffians only had a few moments of respite before they heard loudly wooden cycle approaching. Robbert was back with a handcart and tack. He brought the vehicle near them and made a house to Klink to wreak her over. The two thieves were panicking internally as their chief inspected the trade good, but eventually relaxed when he nodded. Robbert ogled her tit one cobbler's last time before covering her.

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

No interrogative sentence asked.

They were safe.

For now.

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

Livia stood on a literal mountain of men, piled up senior high enough to offer her eyes a splendiferous vista of skyscrapers. Each one of them tried to tribunal her with words and riches ; they were barely a nudge away from falling down, and she took pleasure to topple a few for her personal pleasure. Livia had a great meter, really, but it would stimulate been greater without this pressure and itching on her back, and now something was pulling her hair.

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

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

'' sodomite off, you beast ! ``

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

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

It had been such a farseeing meter since she 'd had any kind of man contact that she could n't avoid enjoying this legal brief upsurge of pleasure, but the wrongness of the act quickly caught up, and she threw her helping hand widely in an endeavour to stop it. The wildcat was stronger, and it did not like her violent response, toppling her off the edge.

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

'' Cold ! This is so co- ''

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

'' illegitimate, is that a way to come alive a lady ? ``

She seemed to be in a cart, still bloody naked she cursed, in a depot that contained a few other vehicles of the kind. There was plenty place to turn back a 12 station wagon, and it was half filled. Where the bloody heck did they work her ? The master thief of the band, Robbert, appeared from the side and approached to give promote edict. Livia noticed the man could still not desist from staring at her breasts. Was she that attractive or was the guy a virgin ?

'' You smell dread, we ca n't let you see the Boss like that. There is some soap and water supply near the wall ; rinse yourself. Hurry up ! ``

Not being the one to deny 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 concern her anymore - at least until she saw their employer - she made a appearance of her soapy bender in front of their eyes. The issue was straightaway, their repressed shafts barely holding back.

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

He whispered the last parole but she caught it nonetheless, red with pity as she recalled that it was somehow her fracture for being naked in the first space. Livia picked up the garment offered by the thugs ; a priori it seemed like a rustic dress for a villager young woman, something she would only see in mediaeval movies.

'' Did I really ... ''

She shook her head. It was too early to conclude, she needed More data. Hopefully that Boss in interrogation would provide copious answers.

Once gear up, the deuce-ace led her throughout a few gangway and staircase ; Livia was quite used to gravid construction, but this was something else altogether. The wall were made of stone and the visible roofing of wooden beams ; achieving such a top with limited technology was not an well-situated undertaking. Their leader had to sustain deeply pockets ; but that also made him more dangerous. She started feeling afraid : would the top dog of thugs be more ruthless than his foot soldier ?

Their amble through the sign finally led them to a corridor with sizable doorway. Robbert knocked on the door.

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

'' Enter. ``

Livia 's suspicion after that strange pitch of phonation was confirmed when they entered the declamatory position. Bookshelves were lined up on the side walls, while the nerve centre of the way was covered by a gravid round carpet, with a mahogany desk situated at a good two thirds of it. Sitting on the desk was a red-haired woman with a pretty face ; the darkness circles under her eyes and the mountain of red taping surrounding her told of lumbering responsibilities. She finished signing one utmost report before freeing her maltreated pen, allowing herself to seem 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 strange though ; why would a noncitizen, class-less none the less, get to this clueless city ? Robbert had already given her a run-down of her austere visual aspect in the plaza ; such as pity she could n't see her delicious breaking ball ...

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

'' Yes, Ma'am. ``

The trio bowed respectfully, glancing at Livia one last time before leaving them alone. The rustic clothes was fidgety and well below the measure of clothing she was used to ; the upper persona was especially not adapted to her fizzle size, ending up with a deep and sexy cleavage for any to see. The boss noblewoman had to focus severe than common to not seem down, as she tried to remain neutral to keep a position of power. She stood and offered a handshake.

'' Rhea Pistache, Guildmistress of the city of Bolar. Pleased to make up your familiarity. ``

She stood there, offering her Edgar Albert Guest a few indorsement to decide whether or not to take over the hand. Livia had noticed that this seemingly gesture was in fact the doorway to bring out your grade and layer to others ; but Livia appreciated her announcing her name in advance and even more info on her status. She accepted the gesture, knowing well that it was the reason she was here in the number 1 shoes. The two pretty charwoman shook helping hand, unravelling their secrets to each other.

~ Rhea americana Pistache, [ Sex Worker, 48 ]

Livia gasped. She stared at Rhea with disbelief.

'' How ? Why ? ``

'' That 's how it is here. The class system is a savage one ; you can not modify your own, it is fixed in endocarp. Mishap during youthfulness can run to disastrous aftermath, as you can imagine. ``

Rhea left her desk and walked around her elbow room, playing with books to shroud her shame.

'' I have become Guildmistress to extend people in the right direction, and keep them from doing stupe misapprehension. But also to show them the right way in case it did materialise. mass with the wrong stratum can still gain society if led well. ``

'' What about people with no course of study ? ``

Livia could not forbear from asking what this peeress wanted from her, not that she had anything against her philosophy. It was in good faith, but her subsidiary had essentially raped her, so she did not agree at all with her. Livia intrinsically guessed that the form affected something inscrutable, deeply inside soul. The languid gaze the [ Sex actor ] was surreptitiously throwing at her was all she needed to know.

'' People in your caseful, with barely a few minute in this world - ''

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

'' - have a great opportunity. examination have shown that the class is determined by the majority of the natural action you have done in this world. Plough the field of view long enough and you will become a [ Farmer ] ; fighting long enough, [ Soldier ] ; and so on. Do you see where I 'm going ? ``

'' You want to yield me a specific class ? Why ? ``

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

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

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

'' Absolutely. enquiry has shown that faking a persona is good enough for the system to take up that into news report when deciding the class. Usually people who fake an activity for years become good at them so it does make horse sense in the long term. But what would pass for an individual like you who appeared only one or two hours ago, if we were to fake being royalty for an full 60 minutes ? ``

Livia 's eyes widened when she got her point. What an ingenious magic ! Both women stared at each other, a smiling on their faces. This was bound to be the start of a enceinte relationship. Rhea seemed to have prepared the requirement token in forward motion as she unveiled a box containing a gorgeous pink princess dress, a diadem and a set of ash gray cutlery.

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

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

A few bags of tea and bullshit royalty discussion later, Pterocnemia pennata elected that they 've had achieved the demand for a regal class.

'' With this, I promise you will get a imperial class, either [ Princess ], [ Queen ] or a derivative. Before the attribution ceremony, we shall discourse of our arrangement and draft a declaration. ``

Rhea opened a draftsman and extracted a roll of empty parchment that looked expensive. She began inscribing the common foundation for this kind of contract bridge. Meanwhile Livia, eager to get her class, poked the quite a little of papers populating the desk, trying to think of the best way to get more on her side of the softwood. Just getting a course of instruction like that was not enough for the former Director of HR.

'' Rhea, what do you need in exchange of your helper ? ``

'' I would like you to become my employee for a month. Nothing illegal of track. I will have you meet a few people who should relent us better bargain when confronted with a [ Princess ] rather than a [ Thug ] or a [ Sex proletarian ], if you know what I mean. Would that be ticket with you ? ``

Rhea continued writing the item she just mentioned, capable to argue with her guest at the same time. She seemed very used with this double-play ; was this how she had obtained such an important place ?

'' While I appreciate your help with the class trick, I do not believe one hour of tea is enough to buy me inspection and repair for a calendar month. Henceforth on my side I would also postulate your help to increase my class proficiency, at level 10 lower limit by the end of the month. ``

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

'' storey 10 ? This is not a petty task to achieve you know, hoi polloi take years to arrive at this level. We will give you employ your course skills the entire day, are you comfortable doing so for a calendar month ? ``

'' I am determined to not lay waste to my metre. ``

'' perfective, then considering that you portion responsibility with this level requirement, 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 metropolis to implement contract bridge ? What if one of us triggers a breach of agreement ? ``

'' Legal entity ? No, nothing like that. This is wizard my dear. We will both agree on the collaterals, and the contract will know if it needs to apply them or not. ``

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

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

'' Monetary motivator do not solve here, people would n't mind losing money to breach a contract bridge if they could get away with a big heap elsewhere. No Livia, it 's lots simpler. I use death as collateral. round-eyed but efficient. ``

Rhea delivered on the query with a unexpressive locution that did n't think over the hardship of her words. Livia was horrified ; in her life-time as a human resourcefulness manager, she had drafted probably around a thousand of contacts, and equally fired thousands. But cold-blooded murder by words on a piece of paper ?

'' I will die if I do not manage to fall in you a royalty-related family, or if you do not hand 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 story from increasing by the end of the month. Does that vocalise reasonable ? ``

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

'' There are redress against headache and infliction in general ; some attainment completely disregard them altogether. ``

Livia thought deeply about the pros and cons of the contract. At least for that whole month she would be under the protection of this mightily case-by-case, despite being her employee. And that regal class would last for her entire life-time in this worldly concern ! sufficiency to return her time to remember the information she needed to go back to her world, if possible.

'' Alright, I agree. ``

'' perfect. ``

rhea wrote the final tidings and signed herself, before turning the parchment around.

'' Sign here with your good name. ``

The whorl started shining brightly the moment both theme song were in, the mystical experience a short one as the ringlet disintegrated into particles, leaving the businesswomen to a solemn silence.

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

Livia took the enterprisingness, her spirit depending on the attainment of new attainment. She had witnessed how the stealer had cornered her with ease with a simple-minded enchantment, despite their low story. What major power would she obtain with a royal class ? Her business effort got her excited at the prospect of new ventures.

'' It 's a surprisingly simple one, a minuscule words and a few gesture. It is usually done in a church at mature age for uncouth masses, but productive families obviously have divers scheme, some standardized to ours, to make surely their progeny get the best results. ``

Rhea went back to her desk to regain a papers that seemed to contain the extra give-and-take in motion and the gestures to observe. Livia took a few instant to learn them by nitty-gritty ; meanwhile, Rhea prepared her office by closing the windows and sprinkling the room with cd to give it a solemn atmosphere. She did n't make love if it really helped in the class decision-making process, but there were reasons for traditions. Furthermore, this was an important event for an individual, especially for future tense royalty.

Livia eventually put down the sheet on the desk, nodding to Rhea americana. The latter pushed her desk further to disembarrass the round carpet where Livia positioned herself, at the centre. She felt tense but excited, full of hopes and dreams. This was the start of her new life as a powerful individual in this fantastic new populace which she knew nothing about. The class she was about to receive would determine whether her path would be an backbreaking or an casual one.

The second gear she put her knee on the undercoat and interlocked her hand in a prayer, concentric circles of Edward Douglas White Jr. twinkle appeared on the carpet, which seemed to be a serious conductor for magical activities. Livia kept equanimity and focused on her speech.

'' Heavenly noble, I pray you.

I am confused by my own ignorance.

I have done big deeds,

But I am still lost.

jurist me for what I am,

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

The majestic ceremonial occasion reached a peak with the last time. Rhea had forgotten about the ceremony, hers having been done in such a upsurge geezerhood ago. It was only because she was now a spectator that she could observe the transcendent heavenly choir, and the form bubbles rays of luminosity falling through the ceiling. She swore she could somehow find out whispers in the background, something resembling old men arguing over stranger matters.

Meanwhile Livia was still kneeled down, eyes closed and fret flowing down her cutting edge. This was too much to cover in a day. She could not wait to get a honest nighttime of quietus. Could n't they just hurry up ?

They seemed to react to her thinking as the lightshow abruptly ended. Rhea hurried to the Windows to get some day in, before staring at Livia, trying to guess her new class from afar. The platinum-blonde woman looked as gorgeous as she did before, maybe slightly more imposing. Rhea guessed her charisma would amend with extra levels. But amid all the adept intelligence, her instincts told her that something was awry. Did n't Livia seem more, foxy, than usual ?

'' rhea, hurry up ! ``

Livia rushed to grab Rhea 's bridge player, not leaving the latter the time to prepare herself. After all, their contract dictated that she would die if the family was n't royalty related. This was heavy matter, not that she could n't understand her excitement.

She eventually shook her hand, and slowly raised her fountainhead to record her new booster 's wise class.

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

Rhea threw up .