Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereThe interesting thing about rubbing alcohol is that it really doesn't burn. It fools the nerves by changing the setpoint for their heat alarm, making the nerves behave as if you are burning even though the temperature is the same. Without touching him, she set every cut, every puncture, every scrape on fire. His scream reverberated through the cavern as she approached his side. Leaning close to his ear after he stopped struggling and collapsed onto the chains, she pressed her body against his as she whispered, "Don't worry, it's almost over. Only one more person before the Alpha kills you. I just wanted you to know you... are..." and then she breathed in.
"MINE!!"
Hang-on. So this guy gets the crap beaten out of him. Gets bitten, clawed and even has his balls and penis ripped open and then stitched back up. Which I am sure happened without any pain relief. And you're trying to tell us he somehow still managed to get aroused, whilst in agonising pain? I don't care how sexy a woman is. After all that, no man is getting a hard on. I'm out.
Must be hell of an explanation to why she didn't smell him during the capture and way back.
I was initially expecting his mate would be Renee, but put off because she didn't recognise him during the capture and transport.
Massacring women and children. I still plan to read it, but I'm not happy about it.