She plugged it into the computer and saved a file to it. She removed the drive and held it up for Gruthsorik to see. "This is for you." Thank you. Wha...t is it?" He asked."It's the recipe for the pharmaceutical cocktail I created to keep myself heathy even though I've been fucking you constantly. Just in case someone else needs it someday," she said with a wink and a smile, and set the drive down on a table. She had also just added a contraceptive drug mix to the list just to make sure, and a. Once I parked, I texted and let him now I was almost at the door. He was waiting and quickly invited me in. We introduced ourselves had some very short small talk before he shut off the tv and lead the way up to the bedroom.The bed was only a few steps into the bedroom, and he had already prepared for our little fuck session. The tv was playing some channel that had pop/club music, and he had lube on condoms on the night stand. I guess he was just as horny as i was and couldn't wait to get. "Roscoe passed him a sword about a metre in length. It was crudely fashioned with a grip of bound grasses and pieces of palm bark. Pavlov held it up to the light and found the blade had a blueish tinge. It was thin and had been reinforced by a strake of aluminium riveted down its length. He recognised it straight away. It was a piece of turbine blade from a jet engine.Pavlov hefted it and swung it around. It was poorly balanced and he figured more for hacking than a useful sword."Hey!" he got. Would I be trapped forever? And then I heard an angel's voice. "Sir, he's awake." And then the devil. "Excellent." said Tripp.The room was dim but the light hurt my eyes so I left them closed for the moment. I was lying on my back, on some sort of narrow metal bed. There was pressure around my ankles, thighs, wrists, and arms. An attempt to lift myself up did not succeed. I was obviously strapped down. And based on the cool sensation across my skin, I was not wearing any clothing. "No need to.