Her breasts hurt from being penetrated and even more from the salty urine. Tyronne’s pulling on them only worsened the pain. ‘Listen you filthy li...tle slut,’ he swore at Kelly, ‘swallow it or I’ll rip her tits right off.’ Tyronne tugged on the rings again making Barbara twitch in pain. Kelly had no choice. She couldn’t let Tyronne mutilate Barbara’s beautiful breasts. Kelly closed her mouth,…’gulp!!!’ Tyronne heard the sound of his piss gushing down his teen slut’s throat. He stood back up. What makes you think I have?” Laura put on her best innocent expression.Elle gave her a flat stare. “Hmm let me think, is it the way you are walking as though you have just been soundly rodgered?. Or maybe that glow of ‘just-fuckedness’ plastered all over your face. Or possibly that innocent ‘butter-wouldn’t melt-in-my-mouth’ tone you always use when you are lying?”“Okay! Okay! Spoilsport!” Laura stuck her tongue out at her friend.“Eurgh! Put that away! I have no idea where that tongue has been. My father told me there had been a news clip about the rescue of the hostages but everything else had apparently been hushed. Supernaturals, however, had a huge gossip network that spanned the country, so everyone knew everything much more quickly than humans, much to my irritation. It was a relief when the sensei of the dojo, a tall red-headed human who hated disorder in his domain, broke up the throng and set us to work, keeping an eye on my and preventing anyone from trying to talk to. She looked so young and so peaceful. I wonder what will happen to her when I’m gone…. I stopped the thoughts before they could continue. Stop thinking like that, I scolded myself. I shivered under the blanket, and it wasn’t from the cold. I thought about the cold reality of Alex’s words. Witches were still being burned at the stake at this time in history, I knew. And if Alex had as much power over the Laird as he thought he did, then I was going to burn. I pulled the blankets tighter against.