Blond curls, just like those on his head, crowned hispouch and spur. The spur could not be any stiffer; as the spider watched, itspouted a jet of crea..., and the boy whimpered as it did. He was trembling justas invitingly as the girl.While Sarabande mulled over her choices, the girl spoke. "M-may I saysomething, M-mistress?" Make it quick," said the spider."I've heard . . . I've heard that sometimes . . . your kind shows mercyto virgins."Sarabande exhaled sharply. "Sometimes," she said. "And. What we need from Lynx is a very delicate subject. And just to quell this argument before it happens. My sister and I have literally been all over the world searching for people like Lynx. We only found a few. He is the only one that passed our tests. He is the only person in the entire world that can help us.”“What exactly do you need from him?” Lucy asked quietly, forming her own suspicions in her mind.“Before we get into that, I think the back-story is needed. So that you can understand the. You're not," I answered, and without even looking at her, I felt she had the question ready: So, what am I?By being afraid of the answer, or maybe trying not to get too excited, she didn't ask. Perhaps, she already knew the answer.…Dinner went on as smoothly as I could have hoped for. Francesco, the manager, a tall Italian with a fashion sense that screamed both his sexual orientation and his love for high-end brands, recognized Ava instantly, even with her mask on. The restaurant had been our. You’re going to have to be my Daddy’s little slut-bitch and I can help, if you do what I fucking say.’ Tanya blanched and stammered ‘N-No, I could never do that, you …’ Raquel slapped her across the face. ‘Listen, you little whore, shut your fucking mouth. When I get done with you, Daddy won’t know what hit him and you’ll have had the time of your life. Now you’re going to do as I fucking tell you, so go get your coat. First thing we’ve got to do is get you a bit of a makeover, don’t worry.