Fire Of Passion

After several more hours slipped away, Asher finally emerged from the tower, his polished black robes shimmering under the fading light. 

The colossal door groaned as it started to shut behind him, its heavy thud echoing through the silent landscape.

Meanwhile, back inside the tower, Sabina's nude form twisted limply from the center of the high-ceilinged room, her pale skin tinted crimson and glistening with a hot, milky fluid that clung to her like a second skin, pooling between her legs and trickling down her thighs. 

Her body was bruised from head to toe with lash marks riddling her body and yet there was no hint of discomfort or pain in her cloudy eyes.

Her lips parted, releasing a slurred utterance filled with insanity and lust, "Oh mother...I feel sorry for what that little monster is going to do to you...But at least you will one day see the grandson you want...hehe..."

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