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... > By the third hour after midnight, the whisper network had already done its work. Maids who had once knelt in terror now slipped through servant passages with the confidence of conspirators. Tiny shards of the shattered anti-incubus dagger—black as sin, warm as fresh blood—passed from palm to palm beneath trays of wine and folded linens.
Isolde’s instructions were simple and merciless: press the fragment against clit or inner thigh at the exact instant orgasm crested. Sixty to ninety se ...
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