The very evil seething through it's walls more than enough excuse for the out of place woman to clutch her purse tighter to her body while making her ...ay towards the visitor center.How odd she must have thought, for a prison to have a 'Visitor Center', as if this were some sort of amusement park. Clearly this was no such place. Only the most wicked of men could call this place home.Walking along the concrete walkway she soon found herself at the door to the center, through which she passed.. " Oh, come on," argued her husband, "her career in legitimate modeling is over and we all know it." Then..." started the agent."What? What is it?" asked Kevin."I don't know whether to mention it or not. It's actually pretty much of a mystery to me as well. All I can do is pass it on." What are you talking about, Max?" asked Denise."Well, I was contacted by an intermediary, a lawyer actually. He said he represented a very wealthy client who wishes to remain anonymous, at least until you accept. Returning to the huge building Mark looked over the comp, finding he was able to upgrade quite a bit of it he set to work. 16 hours later he was certain that after he had the comp online he could have it build repair bots.The king listened to all that he'd done and was going to do, giving Mark complete access to all the metal plants, Mark gave them all the specifics to build the parts to the repair bots. Now came the hard part, somehow mark had to get fuel rods for the reactor once he had all. Tears spilled in a steady stream from hereyes. Mucus ran from her nose. Saliva drooled from her mouth. Mascaracoursed down her cheeks. Blood spilled down her buttocks and thighs.More pre-cum oozed from her erect cock. Her penis glistened with hermanly fluids. "Please, Kevin, please don't hit me again. Please--"The answer to her heartfelt plea interrupted her entreaty, the vicious,brutal blow of the rattan taking her breath away, as it stole her words,and she gave vent to the horrific.