You are warned.Chapter OneIt's absolutely pitch black. I don't know where I am. I think I'm in a metal cage, shackled to it spread eagle by both wrist... and ankles, flat on my back. I'm certain I'm naked. I don't know how long I've been here. I sense movement, so I think someone's taking me somewhere. I don't know who they are or where they're taking me.The only thing I know for sure is that I'm a dead woman.Chapter TwoI remember meeting Roddy five years ago. Roderick MacDougal. From a Scottish. It wasn't terribly comfortable with my arms under me and the cuffs digging into my back every thrust but it was still getting me wet. The last time he pulled out so I could breath, he grabbed my hair again and pulled me to sitting upright. I felt like a mess, my nose was runny, spit and cum covering all the way from under my watery eyes all down my neck! I sat there on my knees trying to breathe, he moved up to the head of the bed sitting on my pillows against the wall, hooked me under my arms. “Oh yes, that feels so good,” she cried.“You’re so nice and tight Hollie, Matt obviously hasn’t been fucking you hard enough,” Anthony said. “How does it feel to have a real man fucking you?”“So so good,” she moaned.“I’m going to fuck your mum and dad later too – would you like to see that?” Anthony whispered as he pounded Hollie harder.“Yes, yes – fuck them with your huge cock.”Clarissa was also moaning loudly as Matt fucked her with increasing ferocity. This only encouraged me to fuck Maria. ‘Well there are ways of getting rid of minor annoyances,’ she mutters. There is no getting rid of me. Once the process is done it’s done. ‘There are ways,’ she says assuredly. ‘Science doesn’t have all the answers that the ancient arts have.’ Being part of Tsyr Ker’s core mind, Rythern’s essence stretches deep, searching for answers to newfound questions of his own. He knows the assassin is skillful and sees no opportunity for her to be bluffing. She closes her eyes and slowly the corridors.