1. A powerful enemy…

Before she could move, something grabbed her by her ponytail. She screamed before a massive hand clapped over her mouth.

“You’re a pretty little thing.”

The voice was deep and sonorous. Something inside her melted at the sound but something else was immediately terrified. Whoever had grabbed her was powerful. There was no doubt about that.

“And you’re a more than adequate prize for my hunt.”

She felt his other hand reach down and grab one of her ample breasts. [+16 stimulation]