And the crackle of gun fire, both frighteningly close and thankfully too far away to hit them, reminded her of the true extremity of their situation.T...en she saw Buttercup had halted in a crater ahead of them, which was still slightly smouldering and in which could be seen some small traces of metal which she guessed was probably shrapnel. Or possibly something else. Puffing and wheezing she caught up with her lover and was about to greet her, to reassure her that she was well, that she hadn't. She could hear harsh words and laughter."Welcome, my dear friend! You must be Isabel. My name is Mickey" She jumped, catching her breath. This was not a pleasant voice. This was no savior. "You don`t know who we are and why we are here. And you probably would like to know. I will tell you, all in good time. But first some simple facts: You are now our property. You no longer have a will of your own. How does that sound??She couldn’t utter a single word. How could she with her mouth taped? ?Well. The lake possesses an almost perpetual dark blue that remains impenetrable no matter how bright the light you shine through it save for a full moon at it's highest peek which is said to reveal even the deepest darkest recess of that place, though none who have laid eye's upon the never freezing lake's secrets will tell of what they saw and admit the hour that the lake becomes clear for the sole purpose of discouraging others from gazing upon it. Though they do not persist in this long either. "Ah ... yes..." he moaned. He watched her small feminine hands work along his shaft."Suck it," he now commanded as he grasped her head and pushed it towards his cock. Not wanting to upset him, she opened her mouth and closed her lips around the large head of his penis."Oh fuck..." he groaned beginning to move her head further along his length. When she began to gag, he moved her head back, and then forward again. Having grown bored of the pace, he held her head in place and began to ram his.