"I asked, "What happened that I'm in here? Why the big deal over a thigh wound?"A nurse was with the family entourage and said, "He hit an artery. You...were losing blood fast and keeled over. Your partner luckily saw it and put a tourniquet on your leg. Much more and you would have bled out. You know you have a lot of patches on you now. You might want to consider a new line of work."That received a lot of agreement, "Yeah!", "He should learn," and "We'll tie him down for a while."I was told. "I would haveenjoyed ravaging you and then take your life force ever so slowly,savoring every morsel. But alas, I'll do it the old fashion way."Richard let go of Emily's arms and placed his hands on her face. Shefelt him begin to pull her life from her body. Emily cried out and withall the strength she could muster slashed at his face with herfingernails. The pull suddenly stopped as his hand went to his bleedingface. His eyes turned dark red as his rage and anger exploded. Now free,Emily. .?"She pretended to think about it for a moment."What about Molly's cunt, or even your cock in Molly's hot, wet, juicy little cunt?"Her fingers slipped in between the buttons of my shirt and she scraped her nails lightly over my chest, "But the best one of all I can think of is, your tongue fucking Molly's gorgeous little cunt" Enough, bloody hell!" I laughed, "Come on we'll continue this conversation another time."I don't think there was anyone in the bar of the opposite sex that we didn't. “What do you want of me?” you scream. The pulling chain stops. Erie silence follows. Then the voice, “It is for me to know.” The chain pulling begins again, and you follow across what you guess to be a marble floor. Your hands come to stairs, and you begin to crawl up the stairs on your hands and knees, but only for a short distance, perhaps five steps in all. There are muffled voices in the background; others are present, although you do not know who, or what, or why. The room takes on a cool.