<span style="font-style: italic">- With pelasure, Bitsa,</span>she replies with a grin.<br/><br/>Then she grabs the trembling otter, who tried to creep backwards on the snow, eyes wide open in fear at the sight of both beasts in front of her, and especially at the sight of Bitsa. Tamara pulls her close to her, and gives her face a few soft licks, purring deeply and showing the scared thing her glistening fangs. She brinss her muzzle to the otter's ears and whispers.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- My friend here is very hungry, and he craves for female otters. I'm very thankful that you offered willingly to help sate his hunger. Don't worry though: it will be long and painful...</span>she says in a devilish whisper, giving the otter's ear a small lick and nip.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Open up Bitsa!</span>says Tamara, while grabbing the stunned otter firmly.<br/><br/>She pins her arms against her sides, lifts her up and places her on your big tongue, face down. The otetr begins to squirm slightly as she realizes what is happening, but she's no match, and Tam keeps her firmly pinned down, her tail flicking happily.