In the cellar room, Sky let out a scream. The man had unfastened his pants and pulled her from the covers. Baring her body to him once more, he drew several more tattoo-like papers out of his pockets and began to slap them onto Sky’s skin, around her thighs and abdomen. This spell or potion seemed to force pleasure on the user. It was a pleasure to the point of pain and agony. The muscle contractions making Sky see stars again. She screamed loudly, a miserable, tortured scream. Trying desperately to push the stickers off or break the cable tie holding her hands so she could take them off. The man sat back and watched, laughing at her predicament.
They heard Theo roar in anger above them. He would be able to feel the pain that Sky was experiencing right now. He would know she isn’t alone.
