I obeyed, and she strapped a giant dildo in deep in my throat. It stretched my mouth open completely and I could feel it pushing against the back of m...y throat. I tried desperately to push it back out with my tongue to no avail. "You better get used to things in your mouth, slave," she laughed. "That is if I decide to keep you!" At last, she stopped, and I could feel her eyes on me, surveying her work. I felt her hands against my skin and I ached for her to touch me more as she reached between. Now I caught it red-handed. It was… emanating from the drawer in my end table!? How could that be? The only things in that drawer were my diary and that weird necklace I found in the basement yesterday…I opened the drawer, my mind hungry for answers. My eyes opened wide with curiosity as I indeed saw the huge red gem adorning the necklace shining with red light, and moreover, pulsating with a deep mysterious hum.“Well, I sure as heck didn't expect THIS turn of events when I found this thing. . If she'd ever wanted a husband, Phyllis was certain she could have talked Elliott into it. He was so reasonable...June eyed Phyllis, worried. They weren't friends, really -- Phyllis was a little too strange. Elliott should have been the department head, but Phyllis had seniority, and despite the fact that Elliott made almost every breakthrough in the lab, Phyllis managed to convince herself -- and everyone else -- that she was instrumental. And since Elliott didn't seem to care, it didn't. ’ ‘As you wish,’ Mahir replied cordially. He approached Adara’s body and quickly slung her over his shoulder. ‘Oh, and milady?’ Asmana looked back toward her servant. ‘Regarding that… other matter you wanted me to take care of.’ Asmana’s eyes sparkled with contentment. ‘Did the foreign prince receive his welcoming party, then?’ In a rare moment, Mahir’s ever-present smirk faded. ‘I’m afraid he’s not quite as… dead as you would’ve liked, if that’s what you mean.’ She sighed. ‘Oh, Mahir, what’s.