He grabbed my wig and pulled it off and threw it aside. Then he grabbed my real hair and shoved my face into the bed and hiked up my ass even further....I felt him spit into my already spread hole a few times and working his finger in and out making sure he had enough lube to get inside of me. As he positioned himself above me I felt like a tiny girl under him. He was so large my knees were spread as far as I could to let him in up to my rear. He said something into my ear about it going to hurt,. ...then I remember waking up, being helped up some wooden stairs into a house... wait, this isn't my bed... ...he's taking my clothes off... what the fuck man... but I feel drunk and whatever, I don't know... ...I come to and he's advancing towards me. I'm naked on my back, on a bed... where am I... what's going on... ...and it dawns on me as he straddles me... I've seen this cock before... it's him... I try to yell for help, but I just slur, "ugghhhhhh..." as his cock effortlessly slides into. “No!” she screamed, desperately trying to yank her hand out of his. He held her wrist tight and locked the cuff around it, then locked the other side around the bed post. “You’re going to learn that you can’t break into people’s houses, and then be rude to them,” Jan said as he crossed to the other side and got out a second pair of handcuffs. “No, no, no!!!” she yelled, trying her hardest to get away from him. It was futile. Jan grabbed her around the waist and tossed her onto the bed,. Iane opened the jewel case her sister had handed her and looked inside. What once was the mystical Atyseos Shard now was a handful of sparkling sand. A human soul imprisoned in every single grain of it, the essence of immortality. She carefully poured the sand on the open palm of her right hand, and then closed her hand around it. Bright light shone from between her fingers as she balled her hand to a tight fist. When she opened her fist again the sand was gone, but a multitude of light rays,.