Her entity indicated that it was because the wand was now one of her three magical items. Micky knew that she was now quite powerful and couldn’t wa...t to learn what she could do.She had been surprised when Ricky had asked her to present her medallion for him. The tear-cut obsidian gem was towards the top of the white-gold, rectangular medallion. The diamond-shaped hole in the middle had just cried out to him to fill it.So, Ricky had carefully placed a rather large Quaz crystal in the hole.. She was completely out of ideas of how she might even try to escape at this point. She had explored every place she could feel, pushed and pulled against every bond and strained with all the force she could manage. Panicked thrashing would just have her panting desperately for breath and use up some of her precious remaining energy. Now her only option was to wait for her body to give out or for someone to come looking for her. All the while, she cursed herself for how stupid she had been. As soon as his first thrust slammed home, he grabbed her wrists and now he held them behind her back and he used them to pull her back onto his cock. His cock stabbed at her soul over and over and Kristi's mind left her...she felt as if she was not in her body but watching herself from another part of the room. The lights in the room had gone dim to her and she no longer had any control of anything any longer - nor did she care. All her focus (if you could call it that) was on what was. .Als Kind lebte Emilia zusammen mit ihrem Vater hoch oben auf einem Berg in einer gemütlichen, kleinen Hütte. Ihre Mutter starb als sie gerade einmal das Laufen gelernt hatte und so störte sie sich nicht wirklich daran, dass nur sie und ihr Vater zusammen dort lebten- sie konnte sich ja nicht mal mehr an ihre Mutter erinnern. Nur die wenigen Fotos die Papa von ihr hatte erinnerten sie daran, dass sie überhaupt eine Mutter hatte. Nach dem Tod ihrer Mutter musste ihr Vater natürlich umso härter.