She had read the stories. The stories rarely captured the mind-numbing terror of absolute loss of control... Someone who could casually move your body...to their whim. The Wolf didn’t care. He had made no long-term plans for what he was going to do tonight. Just a vague idea of a few abandoned quarries in the region or entertain the delusions of his opposite. 'Everything magically works out in the end. You just have to find the perfect writer to make it all better.' The naive Sheepdog had great. We were in a state of elation. The sexual sights and sounds of Beth’s torment elevated our senses. Our bodies hummed with sexual energy, and we whispered many ideas for Beth’s final punishments on the rack to each other as we ate a simple breakfast of fruit and biscuits wrapped individually in banana leaves. We stole many glances at each others’ naked bodies and felt one with the natural world that accepted and validated the sexual arousal of the group.“Before we put her back on the rack for. "His dark blue eyes settled into something that could only be called hatred. "That's not actually the reason I've brought you here ... it's just a pleasurable bonus."Sarah sniffled in the corner. My eyes darted to her ... then back to Ronald."Why have you brought us here then?" I asked.He smiled devilishly, "I'm so glad you asked. You see Jonnie boy ... that girl quietly crying in the corner has something immensely valuable sitting in her pretty little head." The neural processer, right?" I. Maine us se poocha ke woh mujhe karan nahin dost bhi keh sakti hai to woh kehne lagi ke karan to me aapko apne parents ki waja se kehti hon warna nahin kehti itne me maine use ghaur se dekhne laga aur woh sharmaa gai aur mer mon se nikal gaya: jab bhi tum mer ghar ati thi, tumhari khusbo mujhe diwana banaa deti thi usne sharmaa dia, aur kaha ke; mujhe tumhara andaz shuru se bohat pasand hai lekin tumse baat karne ka mauka nahin mila.Itne me maine uska haath pakard lia aur usko hug kar ke uske.