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many favors over the course of several hundred years; she cashed them all in on this venture.
Then it had only required time. Time to reproduce complicated gear and make sure that it worked; time to build the studio Underhill. Time to make more contacts in the human underworld, offering the kind of product certain humans would literally bankrupt themselves to own.
Adder’s Fork did simple porn movies at first—well, relatively simple. All of their pictures had real, if ­unadorned, plots, and most involved the occult. And ­every Adder’s Fork film involved pain, bondage, S and M; these things raised power, energy the humans never used, ­energy that would ordinarily have gone to waste, so in addition to bringing in human money, the filming itself was a potent source of power. The favors Aurilia had cashed in were quickly replaced by other favors owed as the denizens of Underhill vied to be in at the filming, acting either on Vidal’s direction as camera operators or other technicians, or as extras, if they were attractive enough. Not every creature of the Unseleighe Court was a boggle or troll. Some, like Aurilia and Vidal, were as lovely as any High Court elven lord or lady.
Now that they had both studios up and running, they still did produce that simpler sort of film, for over in Studio One, they’d finished one such film tonight. A gay-­bondage party using the Caligula set, to be precise; one with a simple plot that was close to the reality of the situation—a group hires a strip-tease entertainer for the birthday-boy, then they all decide to take things a little farther. The “party-favor” had been a very pretty young male hooker, dark-haired and dreamy-eyed, who Aurilia thought they might use again some time. He was the only one who hadn’t known the “party” was being filmed; he’d been plied with liquor at the bar where he had been picked up, and

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