<span style="font-family:Philosopher">He didn't say anything at first, kneeling in the small tent. Despite his awesome strength, it took him a moment to find his breath once more. The girl, while considerably lighter then the corpse of her boyfriend, had still been a burden. Coupled with having to drag the body of her boyfriend behind him through the rough terrain and he was growing tired. Luckily, the foursome had made their camp quite close to the grotto where he had dumped their bodies. And, once he was able to dispose of Mark, he was no longer so much worried about having to carry Sarah back to camp.<br/>
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He knelt there, allowing his eyes to adjust to the dimness of the tent while his nostrils picked up the scent of her fear, the warble in her voice as she spoke with nothing but fear in her voice. What did he want from her? Well, he was going to use her in ways that her former boyfriend could only dream of using her. Afterwards.. well.. after using her he had two choices. The first choice being he could take her back to his abode where he stayed between hunts, keeping her as a pet to be used over and over again. But that could grow tiresome and too much of a burden for him. Eventually, he would kill her. Or, once he used her, he could quietly kill her and then dump her body to join the rest of her friends and boyfriend until a searching party found their corpses. Both choices ended in her death, just one came quicker then the other.<br/>
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He sat there in silence, the noises only the forest around them and the woman's harsh breathing as his silence and fear ate further away at her resolve. He took a deep breath and nodded to himself. He didn't have to make the decision yet. He could have some fun with her and, if she performed well enough, he might make the effort and take her back to his home.<br/>
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"I'm going to use you." His voice, when it finally broke the silence was startling in it's smooth, even tones; the voice of a true gentleman saying vile things, He reached out and casually ripped away her top, exposing her breasts finally and causing his breath to almost cease as he gazed at them avidly. A grin crossed his features and he reached out and roughly caressed one, the palm pressed against her nipple as he kneaded the flesh."I'm going to use you," he repeated,"Over and over. And, when I have broken your flesh, I will kill you." His hand left her throat and settled around her throat and squeezed, almost enough to completely cut off her oxygen supply. Leaning close, he spared only a few inches away from her face as he stared in to her eyes."Or I might not kill you."<br/>
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His free hand traced down her front and slid two fingers into her bikini bottoms. With another display of strength, he ripped them off of her."Perform well and you live longer. Don't...,"He placed his lips against hers in a mockery of a kiss, cold and uninviting before he leaned back away from her and drank up her bare flesh with his eyes."And you join your friends."</span>