I begged and pleaded for her to stop but it only seemed to goad her into to pushing harder. She locked eyes with me and I fell silent. I began moaning...as quietly as I could, almost as if to try and not disturb her. I felt like an ant beneath her boot that she could snuff out at any moment. I was afraid and she knew it but I couldn't look away. So instead I just stared into her eyes and let her have her fill.After a couple minutes I felt her release her firm grip as she got to her feet. Still. “That’s better thought you would see it my way, now strip”She didn’t move, he moved towards her and pulled her to her feet “Strip or I will do it for you” She began to remove her clothes, she stood in bra and briefs, he walked toward her and ripped away the bra and roughly tore off her briefs. He then led her to the coffee table and attached what appeared to be leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles. Having done so he told her to kneel on the coffee table, she hesitated and he slapped her ass. No bulbs, no fixtures, nothing. It was as if the light was just there.Thanks to the ambient lighting, our flashlights were now superfluous. When we entered the cavern, the debris from their hurried removal of the gold from their cases had left a huge mess. I immediately began collecting the wood from the busted cases, piling it next to the fire pit. While I was doing that, Anna and Sandy set about straightening up the lights and other gear the soldiers had left behind."Look as this," Sandy. ”“What?” Morgan asks, totally confused.“I am your creation,” the woman says as she gestures toward the pumpkin patch.“But how?” Morgan questions. “We didn’t inject the serum into it ... you... that!” She turns slightly to point at the unmoving patch of vines and pumpkins.“But I have been alive since my creation,” the woman says. “I just had to find the right opportunity to present myself to you. What the serum allowed me to do is expand...” From behind her back she pulls out an empty syringe..