Horribly, the trace of his tongue over the long curve of her ear lengthened the quivering aftermath of her climax, assisted by the ceaseless lap of the girl trapped between her forcibly spread thighs. Even when his mouth left her skin, the blood trickled down like the featherlight caress of a lover, making her moan protestingly as her bosom filled with the darts of pain from the clamps.<br/><br/>Her pain-hazed eyes drifted down, gazing at the other woman... a human slave she did not know, but she'd made a promise, and she was determined to keep it. "Cage me," she whispered hoarsely; her normally sweet voice was roughened, like a glass bell that had been scored. "I will not force this into her."