Aaralon felt a wave of dizziness wash over him as the Tar'oth demon completed her spell casting. Aaralon felt the rough boards beneath his back and strong hands holding him down.
"Wh..what happened ?" Aaralon queried.
To his horror his voice suddenly seemed to have raised by several octaves. He looked up to find himself staring into his own face.
"What have you done ?" Aaralon wailed, struggling futilely.
The Tar'oth demon flew across the room and perched on the shoulder of the man who had him pinned down. The tiny demon clutched the ruby avariciously to it's breast and smirked.
"A mere transposition of souls." The demon gloated. "An easy matter with the power I possess now that the ruby is mine."
The demon reached out and caressed the cheek of what moments before had been Aaralon's body.
"Avanna here is such a perfect tool and your body with her weak mind is far more use to me."
Aaralon felt tears of frustration and fear welling in his, or should that be her eyes and choked back the sobs that threatened to betray him. So absorbed in his feeling of misery was he that he failed to notice the demon fly across the room to fetch the cords that held back the drapes.
"Quickly my pet, bind Aaralon." The demon instucted Avanna. "We must leave before the slut Janna returns."
Too stunned to resist Aaralon was rolled over and his hands were tied securely behind his back. He twisted his wrists against his bonds.
"Squirm all you like Aaralon." Avanna laughed. "I know well how weak that body is."
A balled wad of Janna's underclothes were stuffed into Aaralon's mouth and secured in place with a second cord. The weight went from his back as Avanna stood. His upper arm was seized and Avanna lifted him to his feet. Unceremoniously he was thrown across Avanna's shoulder. A hand patted his rump mockingly.
"Nice and comfy ?" Avanna asked.
"Now my pet, we must leave." The demon told Avanna. "I will fly ahead and guide you so we avoid being seen."
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