I placed it on my head and...Heat flared. Thoughts prickled. A wave of darkness washed over my mind. I could feel it flow into me. It was more than me...just imagining it. This was amazing. It was so incredible to feel. My digits and my toes flexed as the tingles raced down my body to my fingertips, to my feet, to the tip of my nose.I ran my fingers through my brown hair, searching for the circlet. I only felt my hair pulled back into my braid. No halo. It had vanished, just like the instructions. My only commitment was to my current contract. My only loyalty was to myself.I went where 'now' took me, and did what I was hired to do. I lived by my own honor; I saw myself as Ronin - the master-less samurai. I would not take a life purely for money, but there are many reasons for a man to die.The 'now' took me around the world. Beirut, Belfast, Azerbaijan. They all began to look the same to me. I began understand why even the greatest of samurai sought to serve one Lord, one Emperor, one. He was alternately stroking her hair and pinching her hard nipples, as she sucked as much of his huge cock as she could.Clearly the second man was as turned on as I was by watching Ana sucking that hard dick; so he began thrusting his hard cock wildly into my wife’s ass.Holding her by the ass cheeks, he grunted audibly as he pumped load after load of spurting cum into my wife’s tight hole. He leaned over her, catching his breath, with his dick still embedded in her and enjoyed the sight of the. The sound was amplified by the funnel and echoed in the tiled chamber. The man began to laugh now. She did not understand how someone could enjoy her being in pain more than her being in pleasure. Between his departure and the next man’s arrival, she wondered what the difference was. It was not difficult; she had paid full attention to the first man, and concentrated on herself with the second. She would fix that. She beamed at number three, before realising he could not see her mouth. ?Hello!?.