.."Not yet," he whispers, "I've got you this time." His fingers stir at my pleasure points with such finesse it multiplies my yearning to an almost un...earable level."You...make me...so fucking horny," I gasp helplessly, straining at the ropes, toes tautly pointed at the lower bed corners.The touch roughens and I tremble on the edge of release. He's mouthing my lips with abandon and his impossibly thick cock is pounding exquisite paths in its quest for satisfaction.His transformed voice suddenly. Your blood is sweet, addicting, just as your body is also. The lava from your cock, delicious with a flavor unlike any I have ever known. No, Daray, I want no other and until such time as I take your life, you will remain mine. Now... drink!" She commanded harshly and he reached over, snatching up the glass, nearly shattering it in a tight grip as he threw the contents into his mouth and swallowed."Let the games begin!" He hissed and stormed away from the bar, wondering exactly what he had just. "Game Over," the screen flashed."Come on," Ralph said, "let's walk around the mall a bit, huh? Maybeyou just need to get away from the game and come back to it. You werereally close that time, man." Yeah, whatever," Alan said, disconsolate.* * * * *The two young teenagers began walking amidst the mall. They checked outthe comic store, the record store, and were heading back to the arcadewhen Alan caught something out of his eye. When he looked at it alittle closer, he saw the words "Spells. Satita says yes I could use a glass or two. I said DAMN is it that bad. I then go to get a bottle of White Zinfandel and two glasses. I then sit down on the couch next to Sarita. I then said OK Gorgeous talk to me. Sarita said one of her coworkers, a good friend died right on the job from a heart attack. They let anyone that wanted to go home, leave. I am so stressed out. I said yep the wine will help you to relax. Let me *********** something nice on the CD player. I tell Sarita put both hands.