It had been three days since Bobby and his gang were sailing the portable ship driven on the large Ketuki River by a large water python embarking on their journey to the Three Towers Town.
As usual, Bobby would sit on the rocking chair on the deck of the ship while basking under the gentle sunlight of the morning. Occasionally, he would look up at the clear sky and then shift his attention to the vast horizons around, killing his time.
A lady wearing a pair of dark green jeans and a green t-shirt walked out of the cabin while carrying a plate. She placed the plate on the table first and said, picking up a cup from many on the plate: "Master Damien, it's your favorite, the Darjeeling Tea!" Layla then reached the cup out for him.
Bobby took it unhurriedly from her and said, "Thank you, darling! Join me,"
Hearing that, with a beautiful smile, Layla crouched down sitting next to him on the floor, and started fondling his barefoot by giving a light massage with her soft hands skillfully.
Taking a sip, Bobby moaned softly in pleasure and said, "That's it. My good disciple, you don't need to do that."
"No, I love doing this," Layla asked, giving a rueful look. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"Huh!" Bobby responded, padding her head. "Not at all, not at all. I just don't like my disciple to do such menial things. It's underneath you."
Layla pouted cutely and responded, "As if I care. And you are the only special person who will be enjoying such service from me. Just chill out before I change my mind." Then she asked, "How is the tea, Mister Darhk?"
"Very good. My palates are agreeing to this black tea and drinking it on such a boring day really uplifts my mood…. Little Girl, not gonna lie, you have a kind of knack for brewing such beverages." Bobby asked, "Well, how is your practice going on?"
While cupping his thigh, she answered, "Mister Darhk, it's going on way smoother than I thought. I'm quite diligent too. If you don't mind, you can check my body. Oh and don't worry you have my consent to peek at my body whatever you deem fit to gauge my current strength." Then she stood up.
Looking at her bashful face, Bobby whispered, "Devil's Eyes Ocular Technique!" The next thing his blue eyes turned scintillated goldenly and with a thought, he also activated the X-ray vision and started scanning her body. In his vision, her outer clothes disappeared one at a time and finally left with a pair of white bikinis.
He tried to further dig his vision under her skin but the pair of white melons protruding from her chest completely caught his attention. Making his chain of thought disturbed and he started admiring those two in his head, 'Wow, they are getting larger than before. I like to get a feeling of them.' Involuntarily, he clenched his hands as he gulped down a mouthful of saliva under his throat.
"Mister Darhk, what are you staring at? Love the vision? Hee-hee-hee," Layla teased him, making him wake up from that micro-stupor state. However on seeing his hands movement, "Oh, you want to feel them. Then let this little girl help you." She then quickly grabbed his two hands, brought them abruptly, and made them clasped on her boobs.
After a couple of clasping her soft and supper elastic twin peaks, she asked, "I think they grew a lot after you gave that rough service to me a few days ago. Now, are they to your liking?" Then she looked at him trying to capture all of his facial reactions.
For a moment she saw a glimpse of lust written all over his face. However, the next moment, he remained calm and said in a regal tone, "Huh, what are you doing? You brat, you deserve a good beating for making me do this." Then he quickly retracted his right hand and gave a resounding slap across her bums. Slap….!
"Arggggg! It hurts me." Layla groaned in pain as her body bent slightly outward and a soft ecstatic pleasure came following the pain and a muffled, soft moan escaped her mouth. Her eyes became all teary too.
"That's your punishment. Now, go inside and continue your practice. Don't make me repeat myself. You hear me?" Bobby said in a cold tone. Then he reclined his back on the rocking chair. Whereas the lady bolted inside the cabin in long stripes with teary eyes and whispered, "What a dreadful master?! That'll not stop me from achieving my aim."
"Then bring it on! Don't tempt me with some cheap physical thrill." Bobby said and the furious Layla slammed the door behind her. He continued enjoying the view as he would take a sip or two from time to time.
Several hours passed! And Shadow Black came out of the cabin, slithered toward him, and said, reporting while half kneeling: "Master, we're just half a mile away from reaching the Gray Python Ridge Valley."
Bobby stood up, stretching his body, and said, "Oh, then get ready. Bring my disciple out here. We are flying off from here onward. And I anticipate some actions are waiting for us there."
The next thing, Shadow Blade disappeared within the air and reappeared while carrying Layla who was sitting in a lotus position.
Just as he placed her down on the wooden floor, Layla was startled awake and yelled while in a fighting-ready poise state. "Enemy!"
"Calm down! We are leaving," Bobby then quickly grabbed her by her dainty snake-like waist, carried her up and with a thought of his, a pair of long crimson red bat wings grew out from his back.
Kicking on the wooden deck, he leaped up in the air and started flying up while flapping the wings rapidly.
Shadow Blade also appeared above in the air with his long Snake-man body and they flew in the far northeastern direction.
After ten minutes, they finally saw a port on the horizon. There were also multiple towers installed in that area. Rather than flying to that port, they chose to land in a dense forest full of vegetation and tall trees.
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