One can only turn to excavation in hope of finding an underground source of attribute’s essence or natural treasures. But the ground of the second c...ve is much tougher than regular earth,’ he could tell by stomping it, ‘and impervious to Soul Sense’. He let out a sight. ‘Being weak in a treasure trove must be frustrating’.As barren and lacking as the land of the second cave may appear on first impression, it was not that impossible to locate with the eyes several of its valuables. With a simple. I don't think he had even noticed Nathan yet!His mouth was open wide and so were his eyes. He managed to stutter, "What ... Amanda ... what is this?! What happened? Were you raped? Who did this to you?"Nathan stood up and smiled cruelly. He said, "It wasn't rape Dennis. She's my slut. She belongs to me. I can do any fucking thing I want with the bitch."Dennis spun around and demanded, "Who are you?! What are you doing in my house? What have you done to my wife?"Nathan laughed cruelly and said,. I heard the party noised subside.Maybe if the party ended, the owner of the house would be alone and would let me out. He would have to understand! His fetish had to be as bizarre as mine is for him to have built this thing, right?I tried to yell out, but with that pipe in my mouth, all I could make was a wispy, “Aaaaaaah…” sound.More hours passed. I peed a few more times into that pipe. This device seemed to be designed to keep a person locked in it as a permanent component. That was a. ’ Victoria smiled once more and as she gently closed her eyes I sauntered off out of the room with intentions of consuming more wine and maybe fucking one of those older birds in the back: the very thought made me rub my hands together and grin devilishly. ‘Dirty, dirty women,’ I laughed. 3 If it hadn’t been for the great, pleasure-heavy sex that I was having on a regular fucking basis with my beautiful Russian girlfriend Victoria, then the honeymoon we were on, in all frankness, would have.