Turning around they looked at me with hate and disgust. ‘What haven you done to us!’ yelled the leader. ‘I have frozen your bodies for a brief m...ment. The next time you wish to capture your prey be better at it.’ I chuckled as I left them. The leader cursed in a language that I did not know and I continued to my home. I felt sorry for them, coming across a master warrior but they had brought it on them selves. Dismissing the thought I finally made it home to my small cottage. Taking off my. Mein-okkkk to tum chali jaogi ya m chhodun. .Wo uthi or mere paas baith kr boli. Shital-m soch rhi hun q n aaj ek mard ko b ajma k dekh lun..M muskuraya wo mere hont chumne lgi fir mere lund p hath ferne lgi. Shital-tum nikhil ko to nhi bologe n. Mein-m aam khane s mtlb rkhta hun. .Or uske bobe dabane lga.Shital mast figure wali sirf or sirf chodne lyke ldki thi.Usne alag ho kr khud hi apne sare kpde khol diye.M ne b aisa hi kiya.Fir mera fdfdate lund ko ghoor kr. Shital-haiiii…Waise m first. Glad that I forced myself to watch one grisly tape.I’d been sort of steeled by the two snuff tapes I’d watched with Sergeant Finch. But this, M A D was even worse. Much worse. The woman I saw had been kept alive for weeks and weeks. Begging to die.Adding to the sheer awfulness of it all, was the merry attitude of those underground viewers. Chat logs would show gleeful appreciation of the most gruesome depravities. Detailed discussions and suggestions on new tools and techniques to experiment. I figured it could be a sort of shtick." That sounds great, now I just have to figure out a way to get you guys to all pierce your ears." We're actually thinking about it."That thought made me horny, and I got even hornier when I saw that Quint was undressing with us."How are you liking the nails?" he asked."Better than you'll like it when I get you back." He laughed, and sought relief with Grace Melendez. She got down on her hands and knees and he knelt behind her. Quint slowly maneuvered his.