The rage savored every kill, every agonizing scream.They were recorded in my mind. I wanted to stop the slaughter. There were a dozen Ghost Wolves. Th...y tried to fight. They tried to be true orcs, but none had faced a berserker before. They did not know the savagery I was capable of inflicting.I threw my ax, braining an orc, the weapon's weight carrying his corpse to the ground. I pivoted and, with my bare hands, seized another. I raised his squirming, screaming body over my head and then. Then i darkness came again to my eyes as tried to fight it too late i feared. Morning arose me with me laying in a bed covered with a sheet on a floor what had happened i wanted answers but didn’t really want to know as i tried to get up from the floor i felt my ankles had be attached somehow by chains and bars then my whole body aching to be released from its confines. I felt that every part of my body had been well and truly used i knew from that day i was now owned by someone else a woman. I started patting her hand and then I put my hand on her thighs, holding her hand. After some time, we started discussing about whether I have girlfriend or not and I told her “no I don’t have now” (lying) and she was surprised by saying dude you have a decent life in Delhi, looks cool but doesn’t have girlfriend? I shrugged and started running my hand on her thighs (gosh I had a bonner) and she started blushing. Then I pulled her face and tried kissing her, she resisted but I manage to kiss. Distracted, my marshmallow dipped too close to the flames and caught fire."Careful," she teased as she grabbed my stick, blew out the flames, and then sensuously sucked the marshmallow from the end."Hey, that was mine!" Hmm, want some?" she asked before kissing me and allowing her sugar coated tongue to wrestle with mine.I wasn't expecting Marian to be so forward. Maybe it was the fact that we'd already had sex, but she seemed to radiate confidence. We had a great time roasting marshmallows and.