A question popped into Drake’s head. ‘Why don’t you just strangle yourself right now- the collar would work just as well as any noose, and then ...ou won’t be Raell’s slave?’ Riley inhaled deeply, then answered, his already low voice even lower. ‘We can’t die. Don’t ask me how she does it- it’s some supernatural power of Raell’s, I’m sure. But we can’t die. Not from strangulation, starvation, dehydration, cold, heat, injury, or disease. We can only die when Raell wants us to. We can’t even die of. She pulled off his boxer shorts and gasped in amazement at the size of Tom's rock hard cock. "Oh my!" she exclaimed in excitement. She put her hands around the head of Tom's cock and pulled down, revealing his bright pink head, ready for action. She started stroking him up and down; with every tug Tom breathed more heavily and steadily got harder and harder. After a while she guided Tom's cock to her mouth, she gently licked the head of his cock, tasting his pre-cum and salty shaft. She pushed. "Just let me tell you what I have to say before you say anything more.Timmy is a special child. You know a little of it, but there's so muchmore."I wiped my eyes and sat back to hear the rest of the story.Chapter 3Before Laura started the rest of the story, she offered me a cup ofcoffee. We moved into the kitchen and I took a seat at the table. Shemade tea for herself. All of this was done in silence. I was still waryof the other shoe that might yet drop, in spite of her assurances. Whenour. The three younger people would be children I surmised.“What do you know about the ship?” she asked belligerently.“So did they find all the items from the six people that had been left on the ship before it crashed into the sea?” I asked.“Six? No, the Old Mothers have a medallion each. They said that they were the only four magical items to be found,” she said. She wasn’t pleased about this either. I decided she wasn’t a happy woman.The one of the three that I deemed an older child grabbed her.