Immediately, Rosalie sat up. If there was blood, then it meant that her prey was already wounded; and if it was wounded, then it would make the hunt s... much easier. No wolf ever said no to an easy meal. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Light on her feet, Rosalie sprinted through the forest, towards the source of the sound. She could hear groaning; it was an animal groan. She dodged. Unlike her outerwear, which tends to be either strictly business, or comfortably functional, Shelly's underwear was pure feminine. The only thing that was anywhere near what I was used to was a white satin bikini, with some lace at the front. Far from being uncomfortable, however, I found that the feel of her panties was quite pleasurable as I pulled them on. In fact, they were also getting me aroused, and I had to pull the slacks on rather quickly to hide my excitement from Shelly (she hadn't. "Don't put your fingers inside me fatty" she said I didn't take offence although not fat, next to her maybe I was. I kissed her mouth, chin and then moved to her tits, her nipples were hard and she winced when I chewed on them. I moved my hand to her hairy pussy. "Im just going to stroke your lips" my fingers pulled her lips apart, and I was shocked at how much juice she had already generated. I ran my fingers up and down her lips and then I found her clit. She shuddered beneath me. I sucked on. "That's the only way she's gonna learn, stupid bitch," Lauren said with a determined look. I walked across to her, she was dressed in a bikini but instead of her pants she had been locked into a chastity belt. One metal band bit tightly into her waist, another stretched down from the middle of her back between her buttocks over covering her sex with a pierced metal plate and then running up to be padlocked to the waist band at the front. It was clearly uncomfortable, red sores could be seen on.