I entered to find her touching herself through her panties on her bed. She must have been at it awhile as a visible wet spot appeared right where her ...ips would be. She sat up, and beckoned me to sit down on a chair she brought from downstairs. She grabbed a robe tie from her bureau."Put your hands behind you," she beckoned. Not fully sure what was going to happen, I obliged. She proceeded to tie my hands together in a tight knot. She undid my belt, unbutton my pants, and pulled them off. I. A constant reminder of near-death. The fragility of life and the business, as memories of countless friends disappeared into the recesses of society without a breath of anyone coming looking for them.Leaning back against the concrete of the building, I crossed my arms over my chest. Pressed them against me until I felt the outline of my knife in my bra. Gotta make a living. Woman up, Lane.Headlights shone in the humid haze in front of me. Bright LEDs, new. I peeled off the wall and walked. Three to go.I don't know if I can explain how much pain I was in at that moment.Physically, shit it was almost unbearable. A large cock was buried to the hilt in my ass. My rapist was stronger than I, and did not really care how much he hurt me. I was cracked and bleeding. My whimpers and shivers and tears seemed to excite him, to make him want to fuck me even harder. My bowels were on fire, every move, every thrust he made, sent fresh waves of pain through me. He had just cum deep inside me a. True, some of the most beautiful objects foundwere wrapped up with the dead, but this needed to be quick. "Nice."The body, obviously female, wrapped in a long linen gown lookeduntouched by time. Some unknown magics had kept it from totallydecomposing; perhaps the sarcophagus itself had been enchanted. With onehand, she reached inside and pulled out a small golden disk. "What'sthis?" Holy symbol," Isabelle said while walking forward. "We should leavethat." Why?" Owein said disgustedly. "It's not.