Most involved inserting sharp hot objects into sensitive places. I told him I needed something more refined. He told me about this,” I turned around and presented the syringe, “succubus blood extract. The Sea Snakes use it on slave cargo bound for the orc empire across the sea. Frightened maidens are loaded in Ardeni, and mindless breed-mares are unloaded in Hektinar.” I paced methodically toward Mother. “If you don’t open your eyes, I will cut your lids off.” I said quietly. Her eyes crept open, unleashing the flood of tears she’d kept there. I wiped one away with my thumb, and tasted it. “Delicious.” I smirked, then grabbed one of her breasts, and angled the nipple toward myself. She shuddered, her hands clenching to fists above her shackles. “I am deathly curious to see the effects of this.” I said, rubbing my thumb over her nipple until it was hard and moist, “You’re a test run, you see.” I aimed the point of the needle, “If this works how I hope it will, I intend to use it for my espionage program.” japanese I pushed the needle into her nipple, and smiled as she whimpered, “I figure that if a band of filthy pirates can break women with just a chemical, then imagine what I can do with it. What ideas could I plant into a broken mind before building her back up, and sending her on her way?” I depressed the plunger, and looked into Mother’s eyes as they bulged, “Unfortunately for us, I’m afraid there isn’t enough time to build you back up. We only have time for the breaking.” Mother’s pupils contracted to dots, then expanded to consume her sapphire irises. She convulsed violently in her binds, the chains rattling, her wrists rubbing raw. Her muscles clenched under her silken skin, and she growled and shook as though trying to expel the poison that battled her body. Then she gasped, a sound like a drowning woman’s last breath, and her head fell to her chest, her white-blonde hair curtaining her face. From the hunch of her shoulders, I saw her diaphragm ease to steady, heavy breathing. She relaxed in her binds, her clenched fists opening to splayed fingers. She tilted her face toward me, and upon it was an expression so ravenous and lecherous that it almost took me aback. “What did you do to me?” She whispered. “Ah, so she does speak.” I giggled, “I was worried that I’d heard your last words. How do you feel?” “You’ll pay for this, Leveria.” Mother hissed, her voice heavy, “You’re not as clever as you think you asian are.” “I believe I asked you a question, Mother.” I said, grabbing a nipple, and twisting, “How do you feel?” Mother screamed, a sound filled with such primal joy that tears welled in her eyes. She shifted in a desperate dance, her body moving in a way I never would have thought possible. Mother was elegant, statuesque and stoic, but within her was the carnal nature every woman possessed, the baser instincts of a bitch in heat to proffer herself for use. Her belly stretched below her presented breasts, her back arched to enhance the bulge of her ass, and her thighs rubbed, desperately trying to quell the craving between them. I twisted her nipple until her eyes were rolling back, then I released. Mother heaved in desperate breaths, whimpering and moaning in turn. Then, she began to laugh. “All you’ve done is created a vacuum on the throne.” She turned her face upward, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glistening, “Do you think Clartias will stay a bachelor until your coronation? He’ll have to remarry, and whichever wife he chooses will do everything in her power to make sure you never live to see the crown!” I laughed with her, and pinched her thai other nipple. “Well whoever the lucky bachelorette is, she’d better hurry; she only has ten hours.” I savored the realization dawning in her eyes, then I twisted with both hands. She shrieked this time, her head whipping back, her hair flailing in an arc behind her. I torqued until her breasts were spiraled with shadows of fat, and chinese the more I tortured her, the more amateur her body bent to me. She pressed her breasts until my knuckles were consumed in the succulence, wanting me to do worse, begging me with everything but her words. I released her, then trailed my fingers down her belly, watching in fascination as her skin prickled beneath my touch, the muscles relaxing in anticipation of the pleasure I might bring. There, where the statue had stood moments ago, on a pile of rubble and debris, was Lilith. In pain she wraps her amateur legs around his hip. He could love my mom and other hotties. And rather than guns, he was armed with various throwing thai daggers and a fighting blades. She gasped and grabbed a handful of my hair and held me in place. I want to see it. I raised my head to look at her. “Oh you sexy fucker. "Open your mouth and take my dick". END “Accept if you get caught, you’re not ‘it,’” japanese Julia hissed, “you’re dead.” Leaving on the short black skirt she asian bought just for work, she kicked off her sneakers and relocated the chair in chinese her room to face out the window.