Nearly there just upon the brink of release…and then that furious energy slowed to a horrid crawl forcing a howl of indignation from the woman’s throat. What the HELL was he doing? Why was he torturing her like this? She had obeyed, she had endured, she had played her part to work him to this level and now he was taking it away! The woman felt her temper flare as blunted clawed reached back to tear at the brute behind her, but as her head was craned back by her wretched mane, she missed with considerable distance and was left her snarl her dismay.
Again he questioned her invoking a savage cry in retort as opposed to coherent words. Her form trembled with rage and restricted release. She forced herself back against him, wildly swinging about her tail to provoke him to start again with his voracious rhythm. “Saluce please…” she pleaded between gasping breaths. “Don’t do this to me… please….”