Zeth said:
Satisfied that Karin learned her lesson, Alton allows her to take the plate back and eat. The wizard found his own stomach grumbling in protest, so he ordered a similar breakfast. As the two ate breakfast in relative silence something odd would happen. Karin would feel a hand on her leg. Said hand was warm and caressing her thigh for a moment then stopped. Both of Alton's hands were in plain sight as he was eating sausage with a knife and fork. "I like that nick name you call me Karin. It may not sound as nice as master, but it does give me ideas," said Alton between bites.
Zeth is my hero.
His character's fantasy role is achieved with both simplicity and humor and advancement between the characters involved. I wish I was as adept as you, Magic Man.
To also make note: If anyone(including anyone interested in joining Slave Market that as yet too) wants Triston's carnival of depravity to visit a building/magic bubble/rape dungeon near you, drop me a response here.