" Mr. Tyler, please."Hooke sniffed dismissively; he wasn't about to talk business with some bed warmer. There was a pause before Bobby answered the ph...ne."Tyler." I'm close. I've made contact with your girl." Good. If she gives you any trouble, she's back on the highway. You tell her that. Just let her know you work for me." Bobby emphasized the last part for Hooke's benefit. "Oh, by the way. She likes it up the ass. Enjoy." Ciao." Hooke hung up, wondering about the people that his job brought. I was wet for him, I was wet for his cock and I let out a moan as I felt him push it deep inside me. My knees almost buckled with excitement and I gripped the pillow tight to my chest as I felt his hand give my ass an almighty slap.‘Oh, fuuuck!!!’ Ron started to thrust slowly. I could feel him filling me inside of me; I felt every single movement. He started slow, gripping my ass and pulling me towards him. The bed started to rock in movement, banging loudly against the wall and seeming to join. . the ones in bondage and the ones kneeling in front of their men." You mean the BDSM pictures? I-I didn't know..." Etan turned bright red with embarrassment."I don't mean to embarrass you, Etan. It's just that I know how much you like that and I want to be what you want. Would you teach me... this BDSM?" You want me to teach you how to be submissive and serve me?" Yes. I want to learn all the ways to please you, Etan. You have already given of yourself more than anyone could ask. Now I want to. A tomb designed for housing the worst and most hated dead people that you didn't want coming back to life.Mostly, these would include magic users. This specific tomb was purely for magic users, as it was built during the great purge, near two hundred years previously.Within this tomb, lies our story's protagonist; a corpse. Clearly, an unlikely choice, though, she was one of the few to return, successfully, from the beyond. .