Silk's ring

Silk sees a spell that if cast on a ring, makes the person wearing the ring do whatever the spell casters wishes. She studies the spell. She has all of the ingredients, but one - snake liver.

Silk grabbed her purse; it was empty. Vicky was out shopping, and Silk searched her roommate's room for any hidden coins but found none. **** she ran to the magic shop outside of town hidden in the woods.

The magic shop was run by a young mage/apothecary named Grig. He was disfigured in a magic mishap as a child that cost him his left eye and the end of his nose and left his face scared. The disfigurement left him bitter and lonely. He had the body of a blacksmith from forging magic items, farming herbs, and digging for roots. Silk knew he would have the snake liver or know how to get some.

Grig did indeed have the snake liver, but wanted 12 gold coins. Silk pleaded, but Grig refused to budge. "Maybe if you could arrange for me to fuck that elfin housemate of your up her tight arse then suck my cock clean, I could give it to you," he said jokingly. He knew Vicky's reputation as a pure, virtuous woman.

Silk smiled a wickend grin, "You give me that snake liver, and you may very well have your wish!"