Behind the Lines of the Were War Ch. 02

The interesting thing about rubbing alcohol is that it really doesn't burn. It fools the nerves by changing the setpoint for their heat alarm, making the nerves behave as if you are burning even though the temperature is the same. Without touching him, she set every cut, every puncture, every scrape on fire. His scream reverberated through the cavern as she approached his side. Leaning close to his ear after he stopped struggling and collapsed onto the chains, she pressed her body against his as she whispered, "Don't worry, it's almost over. Only one more person before the Alpha kills you. I just wanted you to know you... are..." and then she breathed in.

"MINE!!"

All contents © Copyright 1996-2024. Literotica is a registered trademark.

Desktop versionT.O.S.PrivacyReport a ProblemSupport

Version ⁨1.0.2+1f1b862.6126173⁩

We are testing a new version of this page. It was made in 23 milliseconds