mosex. It would be almost as nice
seeing him enjoying himself with Mike or one of the others as it would
be enjoying him herself-- She told herself firmly to stop daydreaming.
She had no idea if his oath covered sex with his chosen lady--she
suspected it could if she wanted it to--but either way she was supposed
to be evaluating a new technique, not thinking about who to take to bed.

Wait a minute--that was a smile on the Sandeman's face as the
prisoner's show of pain increased! Keith was actually enjoying his
first attempt at third stage, something so rare she knew of only three
others beside herself who'd done so. Mike had been ill at first just
watching her work, had taken a week to get where he could help at all,
worked as her assistant only because she needed him. Keith could free
him of that unpleasantness. Get the Sandeman some training to go with
his talent, and he'd be awesome . . . Very good, he was able to keep
stimulating the prisoner as movements grew frantic, gasps and cries
turning to screams of agony as semen spurted--dear God, what an
Inquisitor Keith would make!

Keith turned to his chosen lady. "Was that satisfactory, Thakur?"

"Most satisfactory," Cortin said with unconcealed admiration. "You've
just given me--all Inquisitors, once I get it published--what promises
to become an extremely useful standard technique, especially with
rapists. I'll see you're given full credit, of course." She smiled at
Keith. "You've also changed my plans for him. That degree of pain,
administered repeatedly, can be lethal--and I can't think of a more
fitting end for a rapist. We'll let him drip overnight, then give him
a fresh dose and see how many times he can take what he forced on
others. What do you think?"

Keith looked flattered that she asked his opinion, but . . . "I don't
share your expertise, Thakur, so my opinion may not be valid. Still,
it sounds appropriate to me."

"So be it, then." Cortin smiled at him, approvingly. "Would you like
to help? You seemed to enjoy yourself as much as an Inquisitor would,
and Mike doesn't have that particular quirk; he helps because he loves
me, not because he likes the work."

Keith hesitated briefly before answering. "It surprises me, Thakur,
that I did enjoy it. But I would not displace Captain Odeon from
something that brings you two close."

Cortin looked at her second in command. "What do you think, Mike?"

"If he wants it, he's got it,"