The younger man you saw in the parking lot.

He towers over your crumpled forms, the center of his gaudy loincloth placed conveniently before you. A lecherous smile stretches over his face, as he undoubtably imagines what kind of things he'd like you doing in such a position. You look right into his eyes, seeing what kind of man he is. He is dark and handsome, with smooth yet still broad masculine features. He is also domineering, self-obsessed, and arrogant. This, you can see in his eyes, and his stance. No ordinary man would walk right up to a woman and put his crotch in her face. Clearly, he was expecting someone more meek... more humble... more like the women of his tribe. Oh, the things that you could do to him to prove him very, very wrong...were he not in the company of his guards. Besides, you cannot do anything now that might put Kay in danger.

Apparently bored by you, the man steps over to Kay, who cowers noticeably under his shadow. He seems pleased at this.

"You are lucky," he announces, slowly, his English a little awkward, "you choosed to become my wife." Kay is visibly taken aback at his proclamation, and posits her protestations.

"Wh-what? You're crazy!" she exclaims.
"Woman does not speak that way to man," he replies, impassively.
"I don't care! I'm not marrying you!"

The man stoops down, gripping her face with his large hands, pulling her closer. "You have ****. I will be the priest. I will control all of this tribe!!" Kay winces and whimpers as the man squeezes her cheeks, his entire arm trembling at his own declaration of his power.

"Stop it! You're hurting her!" You leap over to your friend's side, but the guards quickly dispatch you before you can push their leader away. They are too many and too strong for you to fight. You must bear the embarassment of these ruffians furtively caressing your breasts and vagina, as you lay helplessly pinned to the ground. The man in charge comes to look at you, and the guards quickly remove their hands.

The future-priest laughs triumphantly. "Stupid woman! How stupid! You can do nothing! I will show you." With that he orders you up, and the guards begin to drag you and Kay out of the cell.

"What are you going to do to us?" you cry, "Let Kay go! I'll do whatever you want!"

Still the bastard laughs. "You BOTH do what I want!" he answers. "You will be my father's wife, and she will be my wife, but tonight, you are also my wife. Take them to my chamber."