A hand with bright red painted nails takes a set of leg irons and locks them around each ankle. There’s a fairly long chain connecting the two irons...and so it will be easy for the slut to move around. Then Janet picks up a wristband from the pile next to her thigh, wraps it around her left wrist and tightens the strap through its buckle. A small padlock through the tongue will stop it being undone without my permission ???.and I hold all of the padlocks keys. The wristband has a short rope. ‘So, any idea what these watchers have on you?’ ‘I’m sure they’re getting more juicy stuff right now with you here. Why were you following me from Tyson II anyway?’ ‘Following, pffft. Why would I be follow’n you hun?’ Gaeril asked. ‘Oh no reason, just thought it was more then a coincidence. Unless you’re one of these end of days fanatics.’ She looked him over. Gaeril was a beaten man with scars on his rugged looking face, He wore baggy brown leather cargo pants and a leather hunters vest with. "Very well, Captain!", snapped the pissed off Earl, "Get him down, and have the body disposed of. Meet me back upstairs, and we'll decide our next course of action."As he watched The Shade's body being carried out, Pagan swore a silent oath, the man's death would not go unavenged.Interlude;"What do you have for us, Master Adept?", inquired the High Priest."A certain ex SAS Sergeant Major was spotted in the vicinity of Fort William, just prior to the disappearance of our kinsmen.", Sion. Dr. Stone guided it lower, under to her pussy, and as the dog felt the lips touch the tip of his dick, he pushed in hard. Susie bit her lip as the wolf penetrated her, feeling the now-familiar sensation of an animal cock spreading her lips, plunging deep into her. His furry hips started to work back and forth quickly, fucking her furiously, slamming her against the rock time and time again, her own hips trying to keep her stable. The cock repeatedly poked in and out of her slit, the wolf.