This is Knot DomCon

Book Two

B.J. Frazier

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Published by B.J. Frazier Publications, LLC

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Table of Contents

Author’s Note

Prologue

PART 2 ~ THE SET-UP CONTINUED

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

PART 3 ~ NEGOTIATIONS

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

PART 4 ~ FOREPLAY

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

About B.J. Frazier

Books by B.J. Frazier

Connect with B.J. Frazier

Author’s Note

This book contains erotic fiction with graphic sex and is intended for mature readers only.

Spoiler Alert!

The majority of characters in the trilogy This is Knot DomCon appear in other B.J. Frazier books. Their backgrounds and/or actions in this series may contain spoilers to the original books. It is not required to have read the previous books to enjoy this trilogy.

Many readers have requested continuations of my books. Readers have also asked which of my characters would be friends if they were to meet. That question gave me ideas. Who would be friends? Who would clash? Obviously, some would get along in different settings, say as acquaintances more so than buddies.

May of 2023 marked the publication of my 50th book, and also the 20th Anniversary of DomCon. What better place to have my characters converge than at DomCon?

Mistress Cyan created DomCon despite people who said it would never work. I have had the pleasure of attending and vending at several DomCons, and I’ve been honored to meet and interview Mistress Cyan.

If you’re interested in learning more about the woman behind the convention, my first interview with her can be found in this blog post. You can also visit her website.

Many thanks to Mistress Cyan for creating an awesome, kink-friendly, educational, and fun convention. It is with her permission that I use the DomCon logo on the covers and incorporate the essence of the convention in a fictionalized trilogy.

While DomCon L.A. is a real event, this trilogy is not. None of the events in the series are from real-life situations. Some of the people in the books are real, and they will be apparent to the reader. Their dialogue and situations, however, are fictionalized.

For the purpose of this trilogy, all characters will meet in the present day and will be relatively the same as how they were at the end of their respective books. Please note that some of the characters have larger roles in this trilogy than in their original books. Likewise, due to the volume of characters, some who played lead roles in their original books are relegated to supporting roles in the trilogy.

Each book in the series contains a list of characters, alphabetized by their first names, with a link to their original book. Because some of the characters use a pseudonym at DomCon, their “fake” name is also listed separately for your convenience. This list is to help the reader keep track of the large cast of characters.

My sincere and devoted thanks go to Thomas Antonson for his editing acumen and his uncanny ability to understand which word I really meant to use.

Thanks and *hugs* to the following people who helped with the cover design:

Thomas Antonson

Mike Bowerbank

Mistress Mia Darque

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Please visit my website: bjfrazier.com

I know there are a lot of books for sale, and I thank you for choosing mine.

Happy reading,

~B.J.

Severe Content Warning: B.J. Frazier books contain *plots* and *well-developed characters*

Enjoy!

Cover credit ~ DomCon logo used with permission from Mistress Cyan

Cover credit ~ Handcuffs Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay

List of Characters in Alphabetical Order by First Name

Every character appears with permission from B.J. Frazier Publications, LLC

The “Eli” series characters appear with additional permission from Jessie Spectre

Admirer / Keegan Randolph, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

Anna, I Blame Quentin Tarantino

Angela Baxter, A Domme for Christmas

Bernie Higgins, the Eli series

Christopher, Best Served Cold

Clem Griffin, the Eli series

Eli Shaw, the Eli series

Ginger / Tessa O’Neil, A Domme for Christmas

Grant Hunter, Her Wish. His Command.

Gregory, the Perchance to Dream series

Gwen, (previously unnamed wife of Ryan) 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Jamison Jones, Best Served Cold

Jeneca Avery / Mistress, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

Julius, 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Keegan Randolph / Admirer, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

KJ, Best Served Cold

Lady Crimson, The Service Sub

Lennie Jackson / Silver, Best Served Cold

Lorenzo, the Perchance to Dream series

Memphis Clark / Nash, A Domme for Christmas

Mistress / Jeneca Avery, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

Mitch, They Wanted It

Nash / Memphis Clark, A Domme for Christmas

Philip Hang, the Eli series

Pierre Jonker, The Service Sub

Rachel Anderson, Her Wish. His Command.

Raina Basil / Storm, Best Served Cold

Ryan, 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Sayo Li, the Perchance to Dream series

Sherry, They Wanted It

Serena Sinclaire, 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Silver / Lennie Jackson, Best Served Cold

Stephanie Douglas, the Perchance to Dream series

Storm / Raina Basil, Best Served Cold

Tessa O’Neil / Ginger, A Domme for Christmas

Thane Baxter, A Domme for Christmas

Ty Jackson, Best Served Cold

Vicky, They Wanted It

Prologue

On the other side of the bar, Serena and Julius were giggling. The bar was dark, near capacity, and was mixed with convention guests and regular guests.

“Wait, who’s our waiter?” Serena asked, searching.

“Why, are you looking for another client?” Julius asked.

“As if they could afford me,” Serena twinkled. “No, I need another drink.”

“We have wine in our room,” he said thickly. “...and me.”

“I know but I want another one of these,” she pointed to her glass, still searching the room.

A man with four beers walked toward her. “Is that him?” she asked.

“No, that’s not even a waiter.”

“What? He’s carrying--oh.”

The man set the drinks on the table next to them, then took his seat.

When Serena glanced back at the pathway, she clutched Julius’ thigh.

“It’s them.”

* * * *

“I’m supposed to hand deliver this mic to one of the AV people,” Raina said, still holding the mic.

People were standing and talking in groups or making their way to the exit. It was difficult to find anyone, much less a specific someone. Raina looked around the stage area, holding onto Christopher’s hand.

Lennie looked the other way but couldn’t see anything. “Babe,” she said to Ty, “help me. I’m gonna stand on this chair.”

“You want to take your boots off first?” Jamison asked.

“Normally, that’d be a good point, but I think the heels’ll help me see better. But maybe you can stand on the other side of the chair and help me balance.”

“Sure.”

The men lifted her onto the chair and held her in place. Lennie scanned the perimeter of the room, hoping to find one of the tech guys near an outlet.

Instead, she found someone entirely different.

Lennie pounded her husband’s head. “Get me down! Get me down!”

Ty picked her up and gently lowered her to the ground. “Did you find him?”

Lennie ignored the question and faced Jamison. “Get Raina and Christopher out of here, now!”

Jamison didn’t hesitate. Lennie had previously planned for the contingency.

“Babe,” Lennie said to Ty, “we’re goin’ toward the exit on the left wall, and we gotta get there fast!”

“Boots off?” he suggested.

“Yes. Good idea right now.”

Jamison walked swiftly on the stage to Raina and Christopher. “Come with me,” he said.

“Did you find one?” Raina asked.

“Yes, out this way.”

“But the cord won’t go that far.”

“Leave it.”

“But--”

Jamison took it out of Raina’s hands and placed it on the floor. “Now, Miss,” he urged.

As Jamison got Raina and Christopher out the back door, Lennie approached her target, who was facing her direction.

“You’re not welcome here, KJ,” she spat.

“Do I know you?” he asked absent-mindedly, staring at the back wall. “I mean, the name’s Joe.” He held up his badge without shifting his gaze.

“I don’t give a fuck what your badge says, KJ. I said you’re not welcome here.”

KJ looked at Lennie for the first time, then glanced at her husband.

“I’m not sure who you people think you are, but I’m a guest at this convention. Paid my fee and everything. So leave me alone.”

“I know who you are,” Lennie glared. “And you’re gonna leave that girl alone, and you’re gonna walk right outta here and go back to your little wife, your two-point-five kids, and your white picket fence in Minnesota. You feel me?”

KJ looked at her more carefully. “You’re the hooker from the strip club. And that guy--” he watched Jamison exit, “--works for her. Who’s she here with?”

“You don’t get to ask questions. You get to leave. Or Imma expose your ass to your wife.”

“I was assured confidentiality was strictly adhered to.”

“Not for low-life pieces of shit like you, KJ.”

KJ looked at the back door while sizing up Ty. “I’ll leave now but I have every right to be here.”

“You’re not welcome here,” Lennie called after him.

* * * *

“There’s no one out here, Jamison,” Raina said and coughed. “In fact, it’s smoky. This is the smoking area... let me back in!”

“Yeah, it’s pretty bad out here, man,” Christopher agreed.

“I saw a tech guy head back that way,” Jamison indicated with his head, implying Christopher should search.

“I’ll see if I can find him,” Christopher said, walking away.

“Jamison Jones,” Raina said under her breath, “what are you keeping from me?!”

“KJ’s here.”

PART 2 ~ THE SET-UP CONTINUED

Chapter 1

“Where are you going?” Julius asked, grabbing Serena’s wrist.

She tried to wriggle free but ended up back in her seat. “To them. Obviously.”

“And what do you plan to do once you get to them?”

“I’m gonna... when I get up to them, I’m gonna tap ‘em on the shoulders and... I’m gonna tell ‘em... I’m gonna--”

“My point, Serena. You don’t have a plan. You’re emotional, and you’re drunk. It’s important you don’t make a scene without a plan, okay?”

“Yeah, okay. You’re right. But I can’t just let ‘em leave.”

“You can’t do anything right now. They’re on their way out. Let ‘em go. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Julius stood up.

“Where’re you goin’?” Serena asked.

“To get another round... but only if you wait here.”

Serena nodded and watched Julius walk to the bar.

Julius had noticed Philip Hang, the film maker, waiting for a carryout order. When Julius started to talk to Philip, Serena focused on them.

“Hey, Philip, right?”

“Yes?”

“I’m Julius. I’m with Goddess Serena.”

“Oh. Right.”

Philip looked in the direction that Julius had pointed, and waved at Serena. She waved back.

“There’s not a lotta time, but do you see that group of men walking away from the bar?”

Philip looked in the other direction while Julius blocked Serena’s view.

“The ones in the linen suits?” Philip asked.

“I guess? They’re in suits.”

“Okay. Yeah, I passed ‘em when I came in. What’s up?”

“This is gonna sound very strange, but I’m wondering if you can somehow track ‘em down and get their real identification or maybe find out something about them. Something about their real lives, outside of the convention?”

Philip paid for his order then said, “I’m not sure I can. I mean, privacy--”

“Yeah, I know all about that. And this would need to be done secretly. Like, no one else could know what you’re doing. And it’s for Serena. I can explain more later but if you could just walk past them again so you can get a good look? I gotta get back to her but it’s really important. Whatever you can do.”

Philip shifted his bag and looked from Julius to the men. “I don’t know what I’ll be able to do but I can try.”

“Thanks, man,” Julius said, shaking Philip’s hand. “I appreciate it. Catch up with you later.”

The bartender set two drinks before Julius and took the cash.

Turning toward Serena, Julius glanced at Philip’s wake. The film maker was talking to the men but Julius couldn’t make it out.

Chapter 2

“How do you know--” Raina started to ask Jamison when he held up his hand to stop her.

“Hey, you were right,” Christopher said to Jamison. “There was an AV guy back there, and he said he’d get the microphone when he finishes his cigarette. So I think we can go? At least get outta all this smoke.”

“One second,” Jamison said.

He pulled the door open a crack and peered into the room. KJ was headed toward the exit, and Lennie was talking to Ty while keeping an eye on KJ.

Jamison opened the door fully. “Yes, now that the microphone will be taken care of, we can go back in.”

He stepped into the room, trying to get Lennie’s attention. She saw him enter and nodded.

Christopher held the door for Raina and helped her walk across the stage.

“Go make sure he left,” Lennie told Ty.

As Ty walked to the exit, Lennie waved to the others.

“Oh, there’s Lennie,” Raina said, waving back. “Why do you look so short?” she called.

“I got these,” Ty said, holding his wife’s boots over his head.

“Oh, can we do that?” Raina asked.

“Even if we can’t, I’m doin’ it,” Lennie said. “From the Red Carpet Social to this, I’ve already gone over the recommended mileage in these.”

“That was a joke,” Raina said to Christopher.

“Y’all know I’m fuckin’ hilarious. JJ, Christopher can help her. C’mere.”

Christopher walked Raina to a chair, then knelt to remove her boots.

“Shit, that feels so good!” Raina said, wiggling her toes.

Christopher massaged her feet and calves, and Raina sank into the chair.

“That feels so good, babe. She’s not wrong, these things are definitely not made for walking!”

“I like making you feel good,” Christopher said. “What do you normally do after a session?”

“Jamison rubs my feet sometimes.”

Christopher bristled.

“Stop it,” Raina warned. “Really, though, I’m not usually in heels this high or for this long, even when I session, so it’s not that big of an issue.”

“I’d like it if you let me do this when you got home.”

“I could definitely get used to this. Hey!” she called to Lennie, “can I have, like, two minutes or do we need to leave now?”

Lennie looked up. “Ooh, good job, Christopher! Yeah, I gotta talk to JJ, anyway. You’re good.”

“The boots chipped your polish,” Christopher said.

“What? Where?” Raina asked, twisting to see her toes.

“A little piece on the big toes. The blue is intact everywhere else.”

“I can redo them in the morning.”

* * * *

JJ went to the exit to make sure KJ was gone then returned to Lennie.

“I already sent Ty to check,” Lennie said.

“Now we know he didn’t come back,” Jamison said.

“How’d she take it?”

“No time to really react. She’s not happy, though.”

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“I thought he wasn’t coming.”

“No, we didn’t think he was. But he’s here.”

“For her?” Jamison asked.

“I don’t think he knew she’d be here. Just a feeling. But now that he’s seen her, I’m afraid he’s gonna be fixated on her.”

“He ask about Christopher?”

“Yep.”

“What’re you gonna do?”

“I told him he’s not welcome here and he’s gotta leave.”

“You think he’s gonna leave after he’s seen her?” Jamison asked.

“I think so. I hope so. He knows that relationship is over. He hasn’t tried to make appointments with her, has he, JJ?”

“No.”

“So let’s see what he does tomorrow.”

“Are we done?” Raina asked, walking up with Christopher.

“We’re done unless you want Christopher to give you a longer massage,” Lennie said.

The five of them walked to the elevators. As Raina started to get in, Lennie pulled her back.

“You guys should go on ahead. Raina and I are planning a little something special.”

“Do you need help?” Jamison asked. “And do you need your shoes?”

“I don’t even wanna look at those shoes for the rest of the weekend! And no, you’re free for the night, JJ. The special something doesn’t include you,” Lennie said.

“Very good.”

Lennie waited for the elevator to ascend before facing her friend.

“What are we planning that’s special?” Raina asked.

“We’re not, I just had to get rid of Christopher.”

“Oh. Yeah.”

“Let’s go sit.”

They sat close to the elevators. Several stray people greeted them from afar. Lennie scanned the area.

“You did good getting Christopher to massage your feet,” Lennie said. “And keeping calm.”

“I saw the looks you and JJ were givin’ each other, and I figured you guys would come up with something,” Raina said. “Tell me you came up with something.”

“I’m pretty sure I got KJ to leave. So he shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Okay. I mean, he’s not really a problem, it’s just that I don’t want anything negative to affect your standing with the board,” Raina said.

“He doesn’t have that kinda power, Rain.”

“Okay. It’s my first time here, though. I’m not sure how it’s going but I don’t want him to impact that, either.”

“He won’t. But probably because you know me, so I got you. But what do you mean you don’t know how it’s going?”

“It was a tough crowd.”

“Shit, girl, you got ‘em all eatin’ outta your hand. That whisper thing... I remember you used to do that when you tutored.”

Raina grinned. “Yeah. It works. My Aunt Char taught me.”

“It was perfect. Far better than what I had in mind. You saw me, I was gonna yell at ‘em.”

Raina nodded. “You think it was okay?”

“Damn straight. Plus, the way you handled that heckler...”

“You think that was KJ?”

“I dunno. Coulda been. Still, though, you nailed it, girl.”

“Thanks.”

“I think you impressed some key people, too. You see how important it was to sponsor something?”

“Yeah. Thanks for bein’ my base,” Raina joked.

“Oh no, you din’t.”

They joked and gossiped until Lennie asked, “What’s that sound?”

“My phone. Hang on.”

Raina pulled out her phone, nervous that it was KJ. She flashed the screen to Lennie. “It’s only Morgan.”

“Nothin’ from KJ?”

“Nope.”

“Good. What’s Morgan want?”

“He says he’s in for tomorrow night.”

“Wasn’t that already set up before you got out here?”

“Yeah, but I asked if he’d mind if there was an observer. I didn’t tell him who it was because I don’t want him to know anything about me personally.”

“So you gonna have Christopher watch?”

“Yep, and neither one will be allowed to talk to the other.”

“Smart...”

“But?” Raina asked.

“But I said you should do something with Christopher beforehand so he knows what to expect. You should do a session with him right now, in the Hospitality Suite, because this’ll be the only time it’s open.”

“Right now?” Raina yawned. “I was kinda hopin’ to go to sleep.”

“Sleep? How can you be tired after such a rush of a night, girl?”

Raina shrugged. “I’m not as used to it as you are.”

“Well, get up. I can either assist or play with Ty so you don’t crash and burn like the last time.”

“Ouch and thanks.”

Lennie snapped her fingers. “We’ll both play, and we can say that’s our special surprise!”

“Nice.”

“And we’ll tell Christopher it’s so he can get acclimated.”

Chapter 3

“Who’s that guy who waved at me?” Serena asked Julius when he returned with drinks. She took a long sip.

“That’s the guy who’s doing the documentary about DomCon.”

“Oh, right. I thought he looked familiar. Did he know the asswipes?”

“Which ones?”

“My asswipes, Jules,” she slurred. “I saw you pointing to them and talking to that guy.”

“Not everything’s about you, Serena. He wanted to know how to get to the elevators. Apparently he was picking up food for a group.”

“Oh,” she sighed.

They finished their drinks quickly, and Serena became calmer albeit more intoxicated. She leaned heavily on Julius on their way out.

Once they crossed the threshold of the bar area, she became highly agitated, and she darted her head, expecting to find the Hollywood group at every turn... lurking in corners, under tables or directly behind them. She whipped around, convinced she heard voices, and lost her balance.

“Serena, you need to calm down,” Julius told her, catching her from falling. “First, I’m sure they’re in their rooms by now. Plus, even if they’re who you think they are--”

“They are!” she shouted.

“Okay. Shhh. So they’re the same guys... but they have no idea that you’re here. They probably don’t even remember you.”

“Oh, I’ll make ‘em remember me, you can count on that!” she said, still looking around.

“I’m sure you will, and I’ll help you. But remember? We need a plan first.”

“Yeah.”

When the elevator doors closed, Serena slumped against Julius. He put his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. She leaned heavily on him until they got to their room. Julius maneuvered his phone to unlock the door remotely while still supporting Serena. Then he walked her to a couch.

She sat and was kind of dazed. Julius lifted one leg and then the other to remove her heels.

“That feels so amazing. Damn, I should’ve taken ‘em off a long time ago.”

“It’s okay.” Julius sat next to her and rubbed her feet.

“I’m not so drunk that I don’t remember that I didn’t let you fool around earlier and that I don’t remember that I promised you something after...” she smiled a sloppy smile.

“You’re very good to me,” he smiled back. “But I have other plans for tonight.”

“Oh, you do, huh? You think you get to just make the plans whenever you want to?”

“Maybe not whenever but definitely now. And I think you’ll approve.”

“No, I said what I said, and I’m gonna say what I say.”

“Uh-huh.”

“I am.”

“Okay. How about you show me in the bathroom.”

“I do hafta go to the bathroom.”

“Let’s go.”

Julius helped Serena to the bathroom and gently removed her clothes. She wobbled onto the toilet and dropped her head in her hands.

She awoke moments later to Julius softly rubbing her shoulder.

“Hunh?”

“I asked if you were done using the toilet.”

“Oh. I thought I was in bed.”

“Soon.”

Serena got up and swayed. Julius caught her and set her down on the ledge of the tub. “Can you sit here for a second?”

“Yeah.”

“You okay?”

“Yeah.”

She watched him pee and remove his clothes, then walk toward her.

“Uhhh, I don’think I can tonight,” she said, eyeing his flopping member.

“I know. I was going to bathe you but I’m afraid you’ll sink, so I’m going to get in with you.”

“In where?”

“The tub, babe.”

Julius got in the tub and carefully helped Serena sit in his lap before she realized what was happening.

“There’s water in here,” she said.

“Yes, I filled it when you were on the toilet.”

“It’s nice,” she smiled, leaning against her man.

“Yeah, it is.”

Serena closed her eyes. Julius traced her arms and rubbed her shoulders. She alternately dozed and commented on the evening’s socials.

The bath calmed her and erased the Hollywood interference. Julius warmed up the water twice. When it got cold for a third time, he said it was time to get out.

“How do you feel? Can you make it out of the tub?”

“I think so.”

Serena threw a leg over the side of the tub and pulled herself onto the ledge before sitting up.

“That’s good right there. Can you stay there for a second?” he checked.

“Mmm hmm.”

Julius kept his eyes on hers as he got out and reached for a towel he’d placed nearby. He spread it out. “Up you go, right in here,” he said.

Serena was unsteady on her feet, and Julius wrapped the towel around her and held her upright. Then he carried her to the bedroom and gently deposited her. He dried her thoroughly, working methodically and not sexually.

“Mmm, that feels yummy,” she said, wiggling her hips. “I’ll do you now,” she said, trying to sit up but falling back.

“No, Serena, it’s not time for that.”

“But you’re still wet.”

She reached out to touch the tip of his dripping, shriveled penis. He arched his hips back to avoid contact.

“I’ll get dry--”

“Aww, I can get wet, too,” she gushed.

“I know you can... but not tonight.”

He took her hands and placed them on her chest, then pulled the covers over her.

“Where you goin’?”

“To get another towel. I’ll be right back.”

“Hurry.”

Julius was quick to get into bed and pull Serena close. She immediately reached for his cock but he intercepted her. Kissing her hand, he told her, “I’m tired, Serena.”

“But I promised.”

“I know. And you can make it up to me later but not now.”

“Aww,” she pouted but snuggled next to him.

“Besides, don’t you have an early session tomorrow?”

“Fuck,” she groaned.

“We should get this dry,” he said, stroking her hair; the ends of which were damp.

“Mmm mmm. Not gonna move again.”

“I guess it’s not too bad.”

“No,” she agreed.

Serena drifted into a quick dream where she was chasing the Hollywood people. “You don’t belong here!” she shouted.

Julius held her tightly.

She jerked awake. “Where am I?” she asked groggily. “What time is it?”

“Less than five minutes since you went to sleep,” Julius whispered.

“No way. I had the longest dream.” She shuddered. “About those creeps! I need to find them, Jules,” she said, trying to sit up.

Julius pulled her down. “Not at three in the morning, you don’t. Just cuddle and drift off.”

“Yeahhh,” she said, melting against him.

He lightly played with her hair, and he thought she was asleep. Three minutes later, however, she stated, “I am gonna get even with the bastards.”

Chapter 4

Christopher, Jamison and Ty were in Raina’s room watching a rerun of the Dodgers game. Jamison rose when the women entered.

“Can I get you anything before I head to sleep?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Raina said, walking to him. “My bag.”

“Your--”

When she winked, he nodded and went into his room.

“I’m takin’ Ty to my room for a second,” Lennie said. “You be ready in five?”

“Um, probably need ten because my feet are filthy,” Raina countered.

“Five, and leave your feet alone.”

“But--”

Lennie raised her eyebrows and stared emphatically at Raina.

“Um... okay.” She glanced nervously at Christopher.

Christopher, wisely, said nothing. He knew something was up and that it involved him... and that he’d be told when the time came.

When Jamison emerged, Lennie and Ty were gone. He quietly set the bag at Raina’s feet.

“Anything else, Miss?”

“No, thank you, Jamison. And no set time to get up. I think Lennie said we’d have a late breakfast.”

“Thank you. Good night, Miss.”

“G’night.”

He walked to his room.

Raina pivoted to her husband. “Why don’t you get mentally prepared, go to the bathroom, and have some water. Our surprise is to take you to the dungeon.”

“Both of you?” Christopher asked incredulously.

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