No, you've had enough of Alrechi

"Thank-you my Lord" you bow with mock reverence, "I'll take my chances with the incoming hordes."

Alrechi raises a mug in salute apparently not offended by your decision to leave. He was, you admit, a fine looking man, and under other circumstances someone who might be worth spending time with. His lean muscles, graceful movements and the very prominent bulge in his clothing did nothing to ease the itch you've felt since the competition. Even though you had to use an extra trick to get the courtesan to climax first, you have no doubt that the response was genuine as was her invitation to join her later.

Alrechi's tongue must be just as talented as yours. The blonde whore that he had been licking had screamed even louder than Frey had and she didn't need to be bribed to cum for the dark-haired mystery man. You can't help wonder if he could bring you to a climax as fast as his woman came.

Faster, you decide - considering how aroused you are feeling at the moment. All the more reason to leave now and not take him up on his offer. Never let a man think he can control you, not with protection, not with money and especially not with sex. You've had far too many disastrous relationships with men who could make you melt just with a touch or a kiss.

With your weapons safely stowed away, you take one last look at the gang-bang behind you and head out into the street for the final leg of the trip to Orestes' tower.