Better not.

Aaralon took a step into the sex scent fulled room and then paused. The woman was gorgeous and the minotaur grotesque but both seemed to be chained the wall. It might well be foolish to release either of the prisoners.

Stopping, hopefully out of range of the chains, Aaralon shook his head. "I'm here to speak to the grandmaster - not to release his prisoners." He folded his arms defiantly over his chest.

Almost growling the woman took a step towards him, minotaur cum still dripping from her; "How dare you! You lowly, stupid, pathetic student! I am Sareth's daughter and you will do what I say!"

Aaralon held his ground and shook his head again, "I admit that that's a possibility - but you're also clearly chained here for a reason." Allowing his gaze to slowly take in the sublime beauty in front of him again, Aaralon added, "And I see no return for my risk in unleashing you."

"It is true..." conceded the haughty woman as she turned to face the minotaur again, "I am currently a prisoner. But I won't be for long." Bending over, her pert backside pointed towards Aaralon, the blond kissed the fat head of the beast-man's cock. "I've nearly served out my sentence for underestimating the importance of demi-humans. Tomorrow is my last chore. Tomorrow morning I fuck Moaroi the Centaur. Let me tell you; I've found a new interest in the potency of the demi-humans and I'll fuck Moaroi whether you free me or not. Sareth will be happy either way." Licking the last trace of cum off the monster's cock, the naked beauty turned back to face Aaralon, "In that respect, then, you have to decide whether you want to annoy me or whether you would rather I owe you a small favour. I bore of these chambers and seek a change of view."

A pause. A smile. "Ah.. would you like to watch while Moaroi fucks me?" the woman's tone changes, flirty, playful, "... I might like that." The smile lingers, "So... as I said, the key is hidden behind you."