Bre and Dr. Ocelot have words to say

"'... Three years ago? That’s the earliest stuff we covered from him.' she says, and later 'Ted got better as a writer as time went on.' Interesting compliment. Certainly, it hinges on this particular record actually being written first. Or else the opposite could be presumed."

"You got that right. If those dumb bitches somehow got their dates wrong, this would be quite the ass fuck for Ted. We probably shouldn't tell them this shit was written after the majority of his Natalia chapters."

"Yes and checking the dates shows that Amy Best's story was stated over five years ago. And while they had no way of knowing this, the first drafts of Lustful Valhalla were written nearly a decade ago."

"So three of the four stories they reviewed were written before this. Well getting a quarter right on a 50/50 test isn't so bad. Adrien has that kind of brains, and the Feds still keep her around for some reason."

"Irrespective of their thoughts, Ted's writing must have improved because they only found one spelling mistake."

"That could be they're just getting lazy; there's plenty they missed. Nah, the real indicator is that his writing is so descriptive the one tart is actually feeling it in her nonexistent tits."

"I agree. Natalia landed in some very... exciting predicaments, in their read, and I recall much less whinging."

"Ha. imagine thinking this was the darkest of Ted's writings. He does all manner of BDSM, sometimes even without lesbians."

"I've heard he's even written chapters without bondage."

"Snort, I doubt that very much. Onto their complaint about the 'as you know' shit. Maybe Ted didn't get this across in the first few chapters, but that's what the Commander was like. She wasn't all the way to micro-managing, but she'd definitely come into the room and tell me shit I already know. Like, yeah bitch, I know I need to tighten that bolt that's why I got this fucking wrench; it was a big bit of her trying to be a certain style of commander, all hands on and shit."

"That may be the case, but that doesn't excuse such an overt cliche."

"If it works it's not a cliche."

"Speaking of misguided assertions. These poor damsels should just be glad I wasn't named Dr. Lyre as I was previously. Of course, knowing that posh tart, she'd have preferred that."

"Bah, that anal slut wouldn't know a good pun if it bent her over it's knee and beat her bitch ass back to the stone age. Look at these titles; Breaking Through Pain, Getting Screwed, Jane Uses Her Head, The Cycle of Pain and Sex... Not even half a chuckle."

"Perhaps they found the listing of parts too tedious to read the rest?"

"Their fear and ignorance of ordinal sets strike again."

"..."

"What? You'd be surprised what you can learn while making some nerd **** on your strap-on."

"Interesting, I wonder what else you can teach me."

"Ha, later."

"Yes, we should discuss this silly business with Jane's dream. She can play coy, but there's no reality where Marcie doesn't immediately know what a demon sitting on someone's chest means."

"Maybe Ted should have added a black mare to drive the point home. He ain't good at subtlety."

"If that holier-than-thou cuckquean wants to talk cliches, how about the one where we see a character's psyche in the form of a dream. Perhaps I should shackle her up in a library and make her count every tale where that happens and nobody assumes the rest of the story is fake."

"At least tie me up if you're going to piss on me and call it rain. It wasn't about getting into Jane's head, and you know it. It was about getting that trophy into her twat and a few other consequence free sex stuff."

"Sometimes things don't have to be one or the other."

"Besides, I don't know what you got your strap-on in a twist over. Like you said, they pretty much admitted catching the hints it was a dream."

"Maybe, but they used the dream as a jump point for their ignorance driven notion that the core tension of the story was whether or not it's real."

"Then what is the core conflict, oh wise one?"

"Whether Jane is a badass or a submissive slut. Is she a hero able to resist the **** training and regain her crew's trust by rescuing Amare single handedly? Or is she going to succumb to her lustful desires and be lost in this perverse world? Can she be a leader if she depends on her crew so much? Can she fight if the idea of being captured excites her on such intimate levels? Basically what will win out her desire to do good or her need to be a slut?"

"Ah she didn't know sluts could do so much good. Is that why before our little party she marched around with that figurative pole up her ass instead of a real one?"

*Yes, you knew what she needed even if the rest of the crew were just looking to blow off steam. More to that point, the crew's loyalty shouldn't be in question during that 'display of affection.' She spent the whole party thinking she'd betrayed the crew, not that you had betrayed her."

"But somebody looking in who hadn't heard our little pregame meeting that this was about getting her trained up, could think we'd switch sides. Especially if this peeping tom had seen us for less than a day."

"As you say, but Jane's opinion should carry some weight. It might be okay for an officer to misjudge just how much her crew wants to spank her. However if a Commander can fight and bleed with her soldiers and somehow miss that they're a tiny push away from betraying their ideals, the phrase 'gross incompetence' should come to mind. She rightly mistrusts me as an outsider, but Jane assumes her crew is on the level, so this hypothetical observer should too."

"I guess that makes sense. Wait, why am I even arguing mental states with you on this? I know a collection of sex scenes held together by a nipple-tape's worth of plot when I see one."

"Am I going to have to make you my painslut and toilet paper for you to realize that a thing can serve two purposes?"

"You're such a tease, but I think that brings us to our last topic."

"Maul?"

"I've kneaded a whole lot of titties and very rarely do I try to fold them. Same goes for all those times I've mashed my face into a crotch. This ain't french; there's no circle of twats that decide what words are supposed to mean, just horny perverts."

"Yes, but there's nothing wrong with wanting words to retain their meaning."

"Who's side are you on? Fine, it was a tiny bit of an exaggeration. Now the Iah kurah, those bitches know how to maul your tits. No cunt's the same after getting groped by their figurative paws."

"So the point you're trying to make is that Jane may not have physically been torn up, just emotionally?"

"Don't put words in my mouth."

"Come with me. We'll find something else to put between your pearly whites."

"I'll cum when I damn well please."