Playing dead in the blood-soaked soil managed to fool your attackers, but it won't be long before you're spotted in the open field. You either die by ...artial law for deserting or by fighting in a hopeless war, and you definitely can't run as fast with a useless chunk of iron weighing you down."Whoever holds a mace, I'll break your fucking arms!" a man shouts, "The armor is broken! The swords are broken! We can't use this shit, you idiots!"Fiddling with the blade, a distorted image eventually. I waswaiting until I had two of you before I moved to the next phase. Andnow I do. So it will soon begin...." What are you....talking about, Mistress?" I asked.She continued petting my head. "Maybe I don't have to answer throughwords. Maybe if you search your feelings. The ring you are wearingconnects you to me Molly. Concentrate. I know you can feel it."I did as I was told and sank deeper into the trance that was comingover me. Soon the vision of my future was in front of me. My. In all these places, Harriett would describe the sex scenes she’d been filmed in, what special friends she was now making loveto and how much she missed Emma. The more passionately Harriett was making love and the more lovers she had, the more she appeared to miss Emma. She’d jogged round Hanoi naked (apparently a great sport in that naturist city). She’d swam naked in the Tigris. She’d made love to a transsexual in Detroit (famous for its sexual variety). It all sounded very exciting, and Emma. Your eyes follow its every move and I can see in your eyes that you’re silently begging, pleading for me to fuck you. I use my hands to slowly slide your panties off and I torture you again, letting my dick slide and move around your pussy, not actually penetrating it. You moan again, not standing it, wanting more than anything to be fucked by me. I smile evilly, wrap my arms around you, hugging you tight and roll off the end of the bed. I hit the floor and my breath shortly goes away. I shake.