“I can hear your thoughts, my flower. My fangs have not pierced your fair skin, so you will not rise from the grave. Your life is your own – more ...o now than ever before. Sleep my flower. You have given me the gift of your innocence. What I have given you will make itself apparent soon enough.”With that, he leaned over her and kissed her with lips that were warm, still wet with her juices, and tinged with the coppery taste of blood. She descended slowly into the warm, welcoming darkness once. When they told her to turn over, she pled with them, "You aren't going to touch my b... b... breasts, are you? You can't? I can't stand it!" She survived, of course, but she was badly shaken. They spent only enough time on them to work in the oil, and purposely avoid stimulating her. Kathy's rich dark bush was rampant and they avoided her crotch for this first time. That challenge could wait for another day.Kathy was clearly exhausted, so they told her to nap after showering off the oil. While. He had her now. He was a big man, about 6’1′ and 200 pounds, wearing a loud and expensive sport suit. She was a slender, pretty young woman, about 5’7′ and 120 pounds. She wore knee-high black leather boots, a black miniskirt, and a white top. The sleeves of her top were rolled up, displaying her slim, tanned, feminine forearms. The top was low-cut, giving a hint of her small, firm, round 34B tits. Her thighs were thin, but had visible muscle tone. ‘Suck my dick, bitch,’ the man growled,. He knew that. He really didnt care if she screamed. He wanted her obidience. The steel blade terrified Karen. She kept trying to move but she was completely restrained."Are you through? I will kill you. Make no mistake about it. Think about who you would leave behind."The fight momentarily left Karen. This person knew about Angela. Her 12 year old daughter.Karen started sobbing. "Please. Let me go. Let me go to my family."The voice that scared her replied "In do time"Daniel walked around to.