Halae growled and moved her lips to Lauralana's other breast, seizing the ruined nipple in her teeth and biting down on it sharply.  "Better to live doing what I was meant for than to live out my days knowing that I was the first of my kind to be brought low and put such use," she hissed.<br/><br/>She repeated the cruel healing, returning the ring and restoring the torn nipple to hold it in place once more.  Then she slowly sank to her knees, her lips and tongue and fingers caressing Lauralana in a mockery of a lover's touch as she worked a leasurely path along the elf's body to her sex.<br/><br/>"As promised," she whispered against the soft folds.