<strong>Kiara ~Enzo's Clinic</strong><br/><br/>"Delicious," Kiara all but purred as Enzo made changes to Belinda and then told his story.  She thought the girl's punishment utterly perfect! After all, the witch had tried to kill her father and now she was trapped, shaped and molded to the will of the Xantelli who had caught her, her torment ongoing. Death would have been too good for her and Enzo had understood that. It thrilled Kiara to know her family was so protective of each other and so dangerous to outsiders.<br/><br/>Looking at Enzo her eyes shone with the deepest respect and she continued to stroke the divan, knowing the girl could feel it, could be aroused by it, and couldn't cum from it. That she had begged to cum, when Enzo had offered her freedom or release, was a pity. Why did these governments send such weak people to try and spy or kill them? Did they not understand that it would take something more than their average agent to infiltrate or kill the Xantelli stronghold? Clearly not.<br/><br/>"Pathetic really. I'm sorry she's grown so boring to play with. We'll have to find you a new toy my dear. Someone pretty and with some spunk to her. Of course that is the one drawback to being on our own island...there's just not much in the way of variety. Makes a girl glad we live in the electronic age!" she added with a soft laugh that wasn't entirely amusement. After all she did have a point. It was easy enough to find "toys" to play with, but hard to find anyone she could respect, trust, care for who wasn't family.<br/><br/>Talk about your Catch-22's.