Jack became weak too. The Beast did not.Feed. Feed. Feed. Find something with a heartbeat and drain it. Get blood. Get the essence of life. Devour. Fi...ll. Blood. Blood. His Beast sounded like that, and now his Beast was insanely powerful, but that wasn’t the voice of the curse. Or maybe, instead of thinking of the curse as the power given to his Beast and the voice of the curse, he needed to start thinking of them as separate things? His Beast was now absurdly powerful, so was he, and so was .... Come on in and sit right down!" Do I have a choice?" I'm finding the combination of his polite tone and the fact I'm handcuffed confusing, to say the least.He laughs. "Gee, you Brits are all so droll. Nope, you ain't got no choice at all. And, to make sure you stay put, you get strapped to the chair here, too."So, he takes my cuffs off and clips each wrist to the chair. The chair is comfortable and heavy. As Gerry would say, the chair and I weren't goin' no place.He stands back and looks at me.. I was not sure that I was happy with the way this was going. The conversation was slipping out of my control and yet, as he suggested, I was unable to help myself. I was submissive even unto the words he typed. >,I wonder what else you have not done? I did not want to answer this question, so I simply sat and waited until ‘Ben is typing a message’ appeared again at the bottom of the screen. >, I was right about the fact that you had never been with another woman before I introduced you to. Agar aisa hai toh plz use like kare aur comments bhi kare,mein wait karunga aapki comments ka.Aur agar koi suggestions hai toh aap mujhe mere “” account mein mail kare.I will eagarly write a story on that.So story start karte hai. Toh hua kuch aisa ki ek baar jab jethalal jab 23 saal ka tha toh woh apne dosto ke saath shimla gumne gaya tha aur waha use woh mili jiska naam tha “Gulabo” .Naam hi itna khubsurat hai toh socho woh khud kitni khubsorat rahi hogi.Ekdum gori gori,mast gulabi honth,.