A mouth kisses the lobe of your ear before trailing kisses down the side of your neck. The mouth stops where your neck meets the shoulder and you feel...the grazing of sharp teeth there. In one quick and savage motion they bury themselves into your flesh finding the vein but there is no pain. The blood itself does not seem to flow that much but you are not paying attention to that. You focus is on each and every nerve in your body as they seem to come alive all at once. You feel hot and feverish. “If you get low grades on this test like you have been doing all this time, I will spank you again and you will have to clean mine and your father’s shoes. And to add to that, no more internet!” She stated. He was about to protest when she motioned him to keep quite with a hand gesture.“I’m not finished.” She paused again, her heard racing at the thought of the words that were about to leave her plump, red lips. “If you do well in this test, you get to spank me instead AND I will allow you. Everything was silent except from the sound of the rain as it fell against the roof. The house smelt of cooking food and Arabella's stomach rumbled. Searching for any inhabitants, she took a quick tour of the house, noting the spartan interior. Woven mats had been hung from bare rafters to divide the old cinder block garage into rooms.Weary from her journey, Arabella sat on one of the chairs by the fire, choosing the most comfortable one. Unfortunately one of the legs broke, spilling her onto. ” “You keep slaves!?” Saela’s voice was high and frightened. “No.” Rumbled Oluth. Again Aryth finished his thought, “Of course not. We are not monsters. Pleasurelings are not in the Herd often… with THREE of you my brother has proven an amazing gift for providing for the Herd.” “Three is nothing.” Oluth cut in. “As we speak two waves of invasion approach us.” Aryth cocked his head, eying Oluth apprehensively. “The first, soldiers who seek to reclaim the annoying, noisy one.” I scowled..