The room was not very brightly lit and she would soon have to escape. He roared so loudly that she jumped back. New Brazzers slow, careful cuts, she sliced the shirt from his body. Only the wounds on his wrists testified to his struggle against the shackles. She definitely did not want to make the acquaintance of his teeth. The same drug she had put in the bottle she still possessed as oil. His arms were almost completely stretched out on both sides. His hands were clenched into fists. She was a healer, it was in her blood. She knew how much he must hate that his body was responding to another guy’s touch. He didn’t like it at all. Then she stood in front of him and grabbed his hips with both hands. She couldn’t stop now, had to keep going. His feet seemed to grow, gaining black, hard claws that seemed to be carved out of stone. But it was his last chance, his only salvation. She stepped in front of him and reached out to touch his head.
