The office phone interrupted their pleasure with its loud ring. Jack knew he could take her whenever he wanted her, so he decided to play slow and tea...e the temptress. "I'll guess I'll see you around," he said and then gave her a piece of paper with an address on it. Victoria's eyes went wide. Though she had indubitably enjoyed herself, she wasn't one to allow her partner to go unsatisfied. She watched as he swaggered down the steps towards his car. Victoria knew by the way he was walking that. I was purchased after my death, apparently. Wholesale. The god of my world had a chosen people and I wasn’t one of them. I don’t resent him for it. He didn’t throw me into some kind of hell. Apparently The Company was some kind of interdimensional entertainment corporation. I didn’t really love the idea of being someone’s sex doll or action figure, but they assured me that hardly anyone actually wanted someone who wasn’t happy to be there, and they typically used the souls of serial rapists for. She can feel her juices trickling down between her ass cheeks at the memories of cock after cock. Just fucking her. Wherever they had pleased."Thank you Sir," she whispers to herself. "Is that for the pleasures of the past or the promise of the future?" Sir says from beside her, much to her surprise."The past Sir," sub says, a wave of emotion passing through her at Sirs voice. "But also the future. But Sir, I thought you..." One thing that I like doing sweet sub is to watch people who don't. But the rest applies. Get your fucking ass out of my way so I can finish what I came for!" And what did you come for?" Elizabeth asked."I came for Arihah, the little girl, and Firestorm. Give them to me or I will kill all of you and take them. They are mine." He will kill all of us anyway, My Lady," Larelle murmured."Wrong," Elizabeth answered quietly. "You came for Farael. You have it. Now leave!" Elizabeth's voice was filled with majestic command."I will have the other things I came for also!.