He ran his fingers over one cluster of cherry blossoms and raised it to his nose. Sweet, he thought. And tangy. He took a picture of that as well. He...wandered far, until the palace seemed at least a mile away. But he couldn’t bring himself to walk back to the hotel just yet. There was something in him that said there had to be more to all of this. Like a paradise. Somewhere, and he had to find it. After about ten minutes or so of trudging between tall grass, he emerged to find himself at a. The faint edge of panic starts to rise in her throat, her cunt clenching sharply as the training she was given takes over, confusing the fear with arousal.The spasm slickens her and she is lost in the sensation for long moments, the various drugs and hypnotics doing their work. Weaving her consciousness in and out. The Priest removes a carved relic from a case beside the altar and lays it in front of her. A stone cock draws her attention, fixing her eyes to it, but not like any cock she’d seen. I could not believe how much we bought. We had tocarry the packages out to the car before resuming our shopping.The next stop was the lingerie section of a department store. There shebought me a dozen pairs of panties of various types and materials, somewith matching bras. She also bought me some slips for those dresses andskirts that required them, a dozen pairs of pantyhose of differentcolors and several frilly nightgowns.Our last stop was a shoe store where I walked out with 6 pairs ofshoes,. His exploring hand slides between her legs. Through the cords, she feels his fingers claw her pussy. Although imprisoned in the soaked material, she can feel her natural juices ooze like a ruptured honeycomb. Dominika’s naturally seductive smile remains on her lips. He’s feeling for that little stone. S.P.R. REPOSITORY, PUMPING STATION 69. Flashlight beams slice the cavernous darkness. The large chamber is a maze of red valves, silver pipes and monitoring stations with pressure gauges and.