The werewolves were hurt, but recovering. The ones hurt by silver were recovering damn slowly though, and Jack knew they’d take days, maybe weeks to...heal from wounds they’d normally heal in literal minutes, if not seconds. And the ones that weren’t hurt by silver, did. One werewolf near Maria pushed themselves back to one clawed foot, and Jack winced as he saw, and heard, their leg snap back into place at the femur. Werewolves were ridiculously durable, and regenerated like an elder. “I told Mrs. Sonneborne that if Mandy does not improve by the end of the summer, it would be my recommendation she remains in full discipline as she did at my house, and we have a conversation with her father, and brother about what to expect, and why. Just like Blair, even if she does well, there will be some limited discipline and supervision after the Summer. There is no returning to the way things were,” My Mom said, but she considered her next words more carefully.“In your case, I can see. Trust me.”Missy finally started to remove her clothes. I watched her take each item off because, well, because I wanted. Missy was so pretty. Every inch of her. There was no fat on her body at all. All slender and curvy. It was her breasts that made her though. Tiny, perfectly round breasts with perfectly shaped pink nipples that made them stand out. They were so naturally firm, Missy did not need to wear a bra, ever. It was safe to say, she would never sag. And what was between her legs was. ? I complied and got naked and knelt on the floor again. She grabbed me and had me lie down on another bench/table/torture station that I had’nt the pleasure of yet and I was strapped to it with my arms stretched at one end of the table and my waist at the other. My ankles we’re tied to ropes and hoisted to the ceiling bending me upwards and stretching me open like a V. Mistress then attached big clamps to my nipples and tied them to ropes hanging from the ceiling, pulling hard to painfully.