Her back arched and moved into my kisses. Her fingers worked to unbutton my blouse and bra while I explored her body with my mouth. I removed her bra...and let her full breasts fall onto my face. I kissed the slightly salty skin beneath each breast, tasting her sweat. I stood up and we pressed our naked chests to each other. She frantically started unzipping my skirt as we both kicked off our shoes and started moving towards the bedroom. Once there we both stopped to admire the others naked. I cried some more, curled up in the opposite corner of the cage.I spent most of the day alternating between mad rage, screaming and shouting attacking the cage, and feeling sorry for myself crying in the corner.At some point my tormentor returned, "Feeding time foxy!" she giggled. She wrinkled her nose, "oh foxykins you filthy beast you made a mess in your cage. You dirty animal! That means cleaning time."She skipped off back up the stairs, her actions parodying an innocent little girl when she. “I suggest you take the advice to rest while you can. You will need to be at your strongest for whatever lays ahead.”Logan tried. After so long in the cavern, the bed was far too soft for comfort. When he finally fell asleep, dark dreams of Beauty in peril crawled through his dreams.He sat up abruptly at the first knock on his door, heart pounding in his chest.“Mr. Denke? Please be in the main hall in thirty minutes. Fresh clothes are outside your door.”“Yeah,” he called out and rubbed at his. I still have my favorite here in my coat pocket. I’m not fully dressed without it.”I told them, “Let’s don’t kill them unless we have to.”Each of us have a rag to tie across their mouths as a gag, and a sack to put over their head. Hank cut three-foot strips of baling-wire, and each of us took four pieces of wire looped through our belt loops and twisted - to keep from losing them.“Papa, what do you want us to do?” Hank’s son, Joe asked.“I’ll wave to you men as soon as we put the outsiders on.