She was so pretty. She had shoulder length brown hair that framed her beautiful round face perfectly. Her eyes were brown too. It would not surpris... to find out that she was the girl Van Morison sang about. Her lips were as red as cherries and I could see her teeth as white as pearls. Her skin looked so smooth and flawless. As I continued watching, I saw her breasts rising up and down with her every breath. Looking back they were a C cup, but at the time, they seemed huge. Bigger than. "Control go ahead two three." Control, patient has three gunshot wounds, two in the chest and onein the groin. We are still trying to stabilise her and will betransporting her to the General as soon as we can. Please advise theGeneral that she will need immediate surgery and has lost a lot ofblood." Two three, General has been notified and they advise that theatreis on standby. Do you require helilift?" Negative control, casualty is too unstable for helilift." Understood two three. What is your. J.. Jack, but I...d ..d..d.. dont wanna risk it, you're a mortal" Sabrina said stammering trying to collect herself. "I'm your thrall, its sort of my job" He insisted. "He's right, and dont worry honey we wont be sending you in completely defenseless, we have some charms and wards that can protect you and help you resist the daemon" Said Zelda. "It wont count for anything if you cant get more people" said Hilda " though Jack is certainly a strapping boy......but....wow" Hilda said eye fucking. A lot of pain and humiliation go on in her dungeon (for those who like that sort of thing), and she expertly inflicts all of it. In a hundred years I couldn't learn what she already knows about pain. And nobody tells her what to do in her dungeon, or out of it.I was wondering how quickly I could get out of the blast radius of her reply.But she just looked at Harry, then replied in her soft, wispy voice, "I'm sorry, Harry, but you don't know enough about applying pain properly."Those few words.