Chapter 132

• "Hm, perhaps," the woman said, taking the bolt in her gloved hand and examining it. "This might have earned you a stay of execution, nothing else. Do not fail me again."
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• "NO! Stop! Please, stop!" the naked girl screamed at the top of her lungs as she wriggled in vain against her captor. The werewolf had its claws pinning each of her wrists down to the point that they were slightly sunken into the soil of the forest clearing they were in. It'd already forced itself between her bare, milky white thighs and was rubbing its extremely large, hard member against the wisps of blonde curls covering her mound. Her body betrayed her as she felt herself slicken in response to the sexual stimulus. It made her so sick to her stomach that she wanted to heave.