These would have had a deadly effect on the werewolves. I'd completelyforgotten about the weapon.I had a strong affinity to metal which allowed me to...draw so powerfullyon the metal of my sword. Since the sword was enchanted some of thatenchantment came through when I channeled its steel. That's what hadprobably saved my life when I'd been shot in the head. At close range ashot like that from a large caliber gun would normally have penetrated myskin, even though I was channeling metal.Paul. Another master joined us, and I was fucked hard, one in front and one behind, using all my holes, Movement was restricted to my head and hands, but nobody minded if I was not very active. Then came the whipping, with my carefully picked nettles. One can't whip hard with flowers or plants, no blood was drawn, but the pain was terrible. I have said I was proud of my ability to fight back tears, well there was nothing to be proud of here. And I was left when they tired, bent over, in agony,. If she headed back home she would definitely get in trouble for being so late, so she decided to go inside and hope nobody would notice her lack of outfit. She entered the building and walked with confidence. She figured if she was confident nobody would question her revealing outfit for work, right? She usually would spend most of the day behind her desk so she wouldn't have to face many people or walk around much. This gave her a feeling of security.Julia walked over to her desk, sat down,. Fucking them?”“No, She doesn’t mind. In fact, she does as well, sometimes we even share.”“I see . . . and is it always girls like me, I mean, is that your thing?”“You might say that, but every one of them is unique in their own way. No two girls are the same.”She looked over in his direction without looking directly at him and asked, “Do any of them call you Daddy?”He smiled. “No, you’d be the first.”Still not convinced, she continued to stroll about the dungeon as though she was window.