The mischievous magnate has her methods.

It turns out I don't need to think up some convoluted or embarrassing way to replicate the sounds of ravishment, from the playfully malicious look on Ming Zhao's clever face, and a coy chuckle, it seems she's already found a solution.

Leaning down again so that her lips rest beside my head, she begins softly tickling me across my unclothed body, and I can barely **** back laughter as she whispers crucial information into my ear, "The manacle they've chained around your neck is draining your energy, both physical and magical."

The maiden's nimble fingers dance faster still across my naked skin, and as the tickling sensation soon becomes too much for me to bear, I loudly plead to her, "Stop it!! Stop it!!"

She relents immediately, and says, whilst grinning, "Yes, perfect, that will fool the guards for certain!"

Ooooh, okay. However embarrassing, that is clever.

Ming Zhao drops a large key from the recesses of her sleeve onto the bed next to my flushed head, and promptly resumes her surreptitious passing of information, "I purloined this off one those vile prison guards, it is the key to your fetters. Please don't use it until after I've left, so that no one suspects I've aided you." She leans her face in even closer to mine and does something dreadful.

"Aaaiieeee!!!" The cry I let out is more of a scream at than a yelp, but what sound are you supposed to make when the lady you fancy licks the inside of your ear?

"We're currently inside the stronghold of the Dark lord Zachariah," Ming Zhao quietly states, adjusting her position until she's sitting on the edge of the cot, "I pretended to sell you out because it was the only way I could think of to grant us entry."

The business-maiden moves my half-naked body across the bed, with little effort, until I'm laid face-down across her lap, and the feeling of our bare skin touching is as pleasurable as it is discomfiting, "Members of your guild have already broken in here to save you." she raises a hand skyward and I shout, "Wait, Don't!!!" just before she slaps me forcefully on my scarcely covered ass.

SMACK!!!

SMACK!!!

SMACK!!!

"Please inform your friends, if you find them, that I'm not their enemy." Ming Zhao says calmly, almost as if she wasn't spanking me hard enough for the sounds to echo into the hall.

She helps bring my weakened self to a standing position after finishing her humiliating **** on my rear end, and says to me, looking half-apologetic, "I don't know whether you'll forgive me for this next part Ahab, but I must make it look real."

I don't like the sound of that, not in the slightest...