“Pretty little butterfly. Do you miss the sun?” she whispered, for to my ears, the voice sounded female.“Oui,” I breathed, trepidation making ...the word shiver as the hair on the nape of my neck rose and panic made me struggle, helplessly, against my bonds, the rope chafing and burning the tender flesh on my now bloody wrists.“A gift, then.”Her voice came closer, revealing a barely perceived shape; humanoid to a degree, though strangely designed. I gasped, my breath filling my lungs, as I felt. " As she said this she pulled a bottle of Nair from her coat. "Do you know what this is for slut?" "Yes, Mistress for removing hair, and I'd gather to remove my nasty leg hair." Why yes, you're learning my slut. This will have to do the trick until we can get you a nice waxing. At that time we'll take off your chastity belt for a little while and get you nice and hairless so we can actually find that little cock of yours. Now stand up and while I put the Nair on your legs.". Pushing a strand of her blonde hair behind an ear, she pulled a small box knife from her pocket (From her pocket! Did she always carry that thing? Sandy wondered.), she sliced the tape to holding the box closed. She sat on another pile of boxes and delved into the open box.She was sorting through things. She would pause -- looking at something she’d found -- then push it aside and move stuff around again. She did that several times and he watched her shoulders sag with each new find. From his. " No my little elf," I said softly, leaning down and kissing the top of her head, "they have not won and we will see your sister again and she will be alive."At that point there was nothing else that I could do for my mate but hold her. I did for a few more minutes. Then I left Kola, Caitlin, and Felicity to manage Nimue while I turned my attentions back to what needed to be done for the remainder of our party. I was thankful that Rory and Zahra had stepped in and taken charge of things while I.