A cold grin runs over her face as she finishes brushing her hair “Weary well .. although that is a harsh punishment I would have given you the chance t suckled first but as you would like it” she grins at him that odd way. Mischief a bit of pity and anger at the same time<br/><br/>She stands up the brush turning into a shadow and nothingness in her hand and she takes two steps in the direction of the forest, flicks her fingers and a path way opens in front of her beyond it is darkness shadows with faces glaring at Jules hungrily she glances back at him “Once you had enough punishment .. “ she considers “cry and beg me to take you back” she smiles, licking her lip<br/><br/>“I will have something special waiting for you” her laughter is hard and sharp and cold as she steps trough the path it closes. Jules is left alone at the rock, bound as tight as ever the plug still in his ass and his hands bound behind his back in a position that seams to grow more uncomfortable by the moment<br/>