<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/Wild_Heart.jpg)</div><strong>Wild Heart</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PuOoLAzftVeI9-B_pX5av5C-Hnyeo8LindJvfbDJtbA/edit)<br/><br/>A tight bodied little redhead with full, firm breasts and shoulder length deep red tresses, Wild Heart wasn't used to the sudden feelings of inadequacy that shot through her when the demoness took on a more human--and even more fantastic--form.  Even the jealous wrath of the twin Fire Butterflies whose petty vengeance she'd gotten caught up in protecting an older sister hadn't made her feel quiet so plain...<br/><br/>Or quite so aroused.<br/><br/>Though the blond girl snapping the leash in place sent a forbidden thrill of submissive lust throuhg her much abused body, Wild Heart gave a soft, defiant grunt.  With slow, deliberate obedience, she took the bucket and sought carefully throuhg her essence to see if she would be given enough to heat the water with a palm aflame.  From there, she worked too wash herself.  She tried to be slow and deliberate.  Her body was so sensitive from the chill--to pleasure and pain alike--that her skin flushed and tingled beneath the washcloth.  Wild Heart soon sped too a more normal place, rag raking over her pert bosom.  she caught herself just enough to maintain that pace, though moans escaped her throat when she cleaned her sacred place.