Muffling a sigh Lianna did as she was
told and Miri moved in close, bending the cartilage of her ear forward,
exposing the bit of bare skin between her hairline and the ear proper. “A
little mark so I know where to start…and who you are mated to.” She put a heavy
weight of some sort on Lianna’s ear, most likely a rock, but Lianna couldn’t
see it. I knew it was a good idea to get all my tools out,” she said to
herself.
A moment later Lianna felt a tiny
pinprick on her skin and she inhaled sharply. “Don’t move, you’ll only make it
worse and I’ll have to repeat the process until I get it right. You can endure
a little pain, can’t you? You were a slave, after all. You can take a horse
cock in your cunt. You managed to flee through the grasslands to safety. A
little pain is nothing.
