The undead hobbled awkwardly on its half-formed foot over to the rock platform. Nefiume used his trident like a cane, clicking loudly on the hard surf...ce with each step. As soon as the undead set foot on the raised dais itself, blue flames sprang into place in the two niches on the sides of the arch.In a blink, their foe vanished the instant both feet were on the platform. The flames winked out as well. Typhon turned to regard the crew.“You have the remainder of this day, to mourn your fellow. Hell, he was almost being offered the world. Gloria returned to his arms? Areth returned to life? Jessica stopped? And all he had to do was hand over the annoying redhead at his side. What was one life, compared to all that? It was Megan’s fault that the Pillar of Darkness was upset with them anyway. He hadn’t asked or wanted her here. He’d tried to stop her from coming along, and been outvoted. It was her fault. Perhaps had she kept her mouth shut, Dimitri wouldn’t have attacked them.But. Cynric, a Saxon king, made his home there. On the whole, he was an adequate ruler in many ways as well as being a fearsome warrior. But he was proud and hungered for power, traits that were useful to Baphomet. He sent out his thoughts to invade the dreams of the king, offering promises of power in exchange for little things, a prayer perhaps and an altar stone. Slowly, over time Cynric’s dreams began to occupy his waking thoughts. Why not? He said to himself, what harm could it do? Even if it. I was a cum slut, a whore. My mind reeled with all the names I had heard for girls like me. I closed my eyes as he rammed into me again and again.My biker moves closer and I feel his cock touch me. I am looking at the ceiling, trying to memorize the ceiling tiles. He enters me easily. I marvel at how loose I am now, just two weeks after being a virgin. He slides into me slowly. I feel myself open to him but there is no pain associated with it. I just lay there as he slides in and out.