Chapter Three
Prisoners In The Stone Belly
“Please, no! AIE-E-E! Please! Don’t hurt me again!” Kerrie hung suspended, lurching against the taut chains holding her naked body spread eagled upright in the center of the training chamber. Her bronze-red hair stuck to her sweat-drenched skin. Across her belly and thighs spread a thatch of crimson stripes that matched the color of her hair.
Gregor strolled around her, grinning and stroking her exposed feminine charms. His gleaming teeth seemed all the whiter, framed by his dark red lips and the black skin of his body, oiled and gleaming. He halted in front of her, his huge, naked frame towering over her beautiful body, gloating at her frail helplessness. Gregor cupped her quivering breasts in his brawny hands, savoring the sensuously silky fe
