"Do you know how much I have yearned for you? How could you believe for just a second I wouldn’t act on it?" he insisted, as he took the hood out an... untied the gag. "You said… this couldn't… happen!" I stuttered, my mouth still dry from the gag, trying to lift my head and taking my first look at him, with his blue beret, his baby blue shirt and his dark blue pants, along with his boots to the knee, all part of his uniform. He pushed me back down. "Can you imagine just how many times I. Before setting out into the streets however, I knew I needed a costume. What superheroine goes out fighting crime in their street clothes after all. Being on a budget, I couldn’t afford anything high tech so the base of the costume is a sleeveless dark purple catsuit that zips up in the front. On my hands I wore light pink opera gloves with dark purple fighting gloves. For footwear I opted to stick with my light pink ballet slippers. It might seem like an odd choice but I have spent so much. I thought that perhaps the room was simply part of the house when you bought it.As it was, I merely edged my way past the backs of the chairs and opened – a little awkwardly, balancing the tray in one hand - the door at the opposite end, which led back into the living room. And even though I had only been apart from You for a few minutes, I have to tell You, Sir, that when I entered the room and my gaze found You again it was as if we’d been apart for hours: I felt a shock go up my spine and. She let out a massive scream and her head was shoved right into it's mouth. Her arms were pinned to her sides as she slid past it's teeth. The wet throat pressed against her face. Sharp teeth scraped along her soft breasts, and nicked her right nipple. The taste of blood mad the beast salivate even more, and she turned her head trying to get a last glimps of light as she got slowly swallowed alive.She couldn't scream because the Rathtar's throat was pressing up against her nose and mouth. But.