Her Little Bullies

King Dreksil woke up lying horizontally on top of the bed. He quickly got up, immediately went to the bathroom, and showered while ignoring the vivid images that played in his memory. It was very vague images with muffled sounds.

He heaved a deep sigh as he let go of his shaft after having that released. "What type of a lady is she," he mumbled, wondering aloud as he chuckled sarcastically, "I wonder whether Izabella is a sex goddess. Every time I heard that crying sound, I couldn't help thinking that it was a sound of fornicating, drawing my thoughts to engage in the act."

He exited the shower room and summoned the towel, which he grabbed and dried himself. Then he headed to the wardrobe and chose overall clothing when he heard that faint knock.

"Good morning, your Majesty," Levitra greeted the King and eyed his shuttle clothes. "I brought your favorite beverage..."

"Thank you, Levi," he said, drinking the green vegetable mixture in a long crystal glass. "Is Marlo around?" He asked a