"My pet," he said firmly.  The female began to draw out Lauralana's nipple pulling it tight and ready for her silver needle.<br/><br/>"My bride... My fucktoy... My slut... Whatever I decide to make you."  The sharp point began its sharp passage through her other nipple.<br/><br/>"You are going to be my little elven whore..."  The needle finished its work and was withdrawn.<br/><br/>"...And you're going to learn to enjoy it."  The other metal ring was forced into her damaged flesh, forced through and sealed by her own stolen magic.