Flayer chuckled, squeezing her a bit.<em>"My, what a clever girl you are.  Perhaps we are more alike than I thought.  Under my protection you will be untouchable.  The moment anyone thinks about taking you for their own they will think of me, and all the horrible things I will do to them if they attempt to sully you.  You will be avoided and feared as if you were an extension of myself.  Furthermore, thinking that <strong>I</strong> have deflowered you, you will no longer be such a rare prize."</em><br/><br/><em>"Of course, that isn't my reason.  It just happens to be an added perk.  But aside from ensuring that you do not cheat your sentence by falling into an early grave..."</em>He paused for a moment, reflecting on something.<em>"You remind me of something that fled from my gaze quite a long while ago, as did Luna.  It was not until later that I began to realize what that was, and by then it was much too late.  But not for you, my dear.  You do not know this, but it is a rare thing for Stiletto to show her face within this facility.  My respect for her is limitless, and through her willingness to risk her own skin for yours I realized that you should be kept intact.  So I swear to you, Miss Jemma, that I will keep you from harm to the best of my abilities, and woe unto those that manage to slip through my grasp and touch you against your will."</em><br/><br/>The Beast straightened himself, releasing Jemma from his iron grip and walking off to the side.<em>"Now, do cover yourself.  There is no dress code here in the Slam, but to be quite frank I find it terribly indecent to expose yourself in such a manner."</em><br/>