My skin itched again, but not out of fear like before. I wanted to get out of here. I wanted to fight. I yowled and hissed. I needed to be free. I cou...dn't be caged up. I could do something. I could... could...“Mistress Aingeal, let me out! Please! I can swat them out of the sky and... and distract them so you can kill them.” Yeah, I could do that. Aingeal's attacks were killing some. It was just... slow process.“Gods, are you crazy?” Princess Ava demanded before she leaped around. “You almost. ” Jessica smirked.“I’m not sure I’ve had a better time with a seventeen-year-old virgin. She gave me a slow, sexy blowjob, I returned the favor, and then we made love. She had more orgasms than I can count. I have the bite marks on my shoulder to prove that. Then she asked me about a joke Jeri played.”“I thought Jeri wasn’t involved?”I smirked, “She had told Samantha in broad strokes what had happened in California, but not in detail. You remember the whole ‘Wonder Woman’ thing?”“Sure.”“Well,. She was breast offended. 'It hurts. Stop it, God it hurts too much. Take it off. God, I'm bleeding. Stop it hurting me.'Page 7. I got the other one ready and snapped it to her softer nipple. It dug in pretty well just as effectively but there was less blood squirting and more oozing. 'Stop hurting me. You're inhuman. Stop hurting me.' 'Stop hurting you? Are you crazy? Are you nuts? What on earth do you mean? I've only just started. You poor fucking, deluded bitch, you have no idea. You have no. " She reached into the manila envelope again and drew out three 8x10 white sheets of paper and threw them on the table next to the letter. I picked them up and turned them over. They were glossy color photos of a gorgeous nude model in suggestive poses. I looked closer and then it registered. The model was no other than my visitor. "I am sorry, madam, I wish I could help you, but I am definitely not the blackmailer. But I will have to tell you that you are very beautiful and attractive." I.