The crowd hadnot followed. He slipped through the rear entrance and quickly surveyedhis surroundings. He couldn't possibly save everything. If only he...stillhad that portable hole. But he'd lost it centuries ago, when the Vandalsvisited Rome. A teleportation ritual could save everything, but it wouldtake too much time. Someday he would have to master the spell well enoughto execute it with nothing more than a wave of his hand. The ability toteleport an entire building and all it's contents. I moved, stood in front of her, putting my hands on her breasts, pressing on them and holding her nipples betweem my thumb and forefinger.I squeezed hard, and released. She yelled, moaned."Cum," I said."Call me a slut," she moaned, looking into my eyes."You are a slut, a whore, a slut who likes sucking cock and getting fucked in the ass," I said, squeezing her nipples, releasing, squeezing again. I held them and increased the pressure. "You deserve to be punished for being such a whore, a cum. Sis: hey how is this movie, did you watch it earlierMe: (after listening to the name) no never watched it, I just got this movie from my friend.Sis: ok, then let’s watch this.We started the movie, one ear plug with me and other with her. I kept the laptop on my legs and we both sat with our backs resting against the pillow & wall. I took blanket over my legs just to hide the erection.So the movie started, I was not into the movie, my mind was thinking what and how to proceed with my intentions. I watched as the image swung its sword in an arc toward my head . . .only to disappear."I was right!" I thought. "If I'd resorted to violence again, my doublemight have struck me down the way a dog is struck down by a man."Rising to my feet, I walked through the door to the burial chamber on theother side; it had opened as the image disappeared. Once inside theburial chamber, I could see that it was surmounted by two large statuesof a tall woman warrior in silver armour."Now what?" I muttered.