A smallpicture of McDavish appeared in the corner and Tessa jumped up and downclapping her hands giggling. “Oh! Goodie!” she cried out as her brea...tsbounced about her. “She is like ready to start, boss, teehee,” she said asshe started climbing upon the table seductively and rested upon her smallhands with her hips pushed up in the air. The men in the room quicklyundressed and climbed upon the table as she licked her lips knowing thather aching holes would soon be filled by all the wonderful. She told me that the best way for her to explain this was to show me… And if I stayed after that… If I stayed and only then, would she continue to date me. I was cool with that. I asked her if this was going to involve bl**d, and she said no. I asked if it was going to involve pagan ritual, and she said no. So I agreed to let her show me. The next week, she took me out to some kind of nightclub, with lots of loud techno-remix disco music, and people jumping around and smoke, and fire… Something. It’s only for the most extreme slaves or pain sluts.”“Wow! I guess I should be happy that he seemed to know what he was doing. He said he was never more than a few feet away from me, but I couldn’t tell because of the blindfold.”“Yeah, that kinda heightens the experience, doesn’t it?”“I’ll say. Especially when someone started fucking me while someone else was cropping my ass.”“Somebody fucked you? Even with the tags on your collar?”“Oh, it turned out to be okay in the end. It was Scott who was. Cried with life.They were mated.Heather pulled herself out of the tent, dagger in hand. It was late. Her internal clock knew that. She hadn't been woken for the start of her watch, and that worried her. Not enough to wake Sam, as this could just be one of those things, yet...The boy was still asleep, chest moving up and down. That relaxed her. The fire was down to red coals. Cautiously, stepping into the boots she had left outside the tent, Heather stood and looked around. The rain had stopped,.