Again I screamed. Each time he would ask me if I was serious and each time I would tell him I was. I tried over and over and over again. I lost count ...f how many times he had struck me with that damned leather whip. But I was also learning quickly that I really enjoyed wearing a butt plug. Maybe half an hour passed and I was getting better. I had managed to relax myself enough that I could swallow lots more of his cock, but the full feeling I got made me gag and want to pull it out. He once. He was a consummate opportunist. He was tricky, sneaky, sly, almost evil in his ingenuity. And he was fearless.Cabrigan entered the tavern, coming down the stairs from their room. They were so wealthy now, Hengrithor couldn't even remember the last time he had gotten fleas from an inn. Cabrigan was their Holy Man. When they were out of the holes, Cabrigan almost always looked happy, glowing with some inner truth that Hengrithor never understood.'Did... Did you speak with him?' Hengrithor. Oh God how I wished I could feelhis hands touching me. Suddenly I could feel everything that his handswere doing, everywhere they were touching and the pleasure it wasbringing me.I rubbed his hard flat chest feeling the muscles rippling under his skinbecoming more aroused by the second. My hand slid to undo the top fewbuttons of his shirt before sliding down his chest an tugged at thebottom of his shirt, untucking it from his pants. As soon as it was freeI pulled it over his head so that I had. Night began to fall as I walked, I didn't need to sleep so I kept walking, my vision adjusted so that I could see as clear as if it was day, I saw the structures in the distance, I zoomed in, if I didn't know better I would of said it looked like any city back on earth, but I could see the decay in the buildings, as I approached I saw that it had been destroyed. It looked like an aerial bombardment had destroyed many of the once tall buildings. I followed the road as it entered the city, I.