No Huntress wore armor except the leather mantles, helmets, the occasional shin guard, or forearm brace. Marcos knew all of the legendary Huntresses ...and Warrioress used longer weapons like spears, whips, and pole arms. Unsurprisingly they lived a lot longer than average. The Sisterhood as everyone understood them, refused in its primacy throughout the world to adopt a soft outlook. They quickly unseated those who did turn the other cheek, or turned a blind eye as a matter of survival. . "But she can ground me for the next three years, and I'm not going to risk it. I'd try if I thought there was a chance, but I just know it won't work. Mum would be beside herself if she thought her young, innocent little daughter wanted to learn how to kill."Harry shook his head in dismay. How were they to tackle Voldemort, if none of them had the courage to take on Mrs. Weasley?"We'll just have to skip the bit about asking for permission, then," he said. "Right. Wands out everyone." Everyone. .I remember feeling this intense painful pressureI just kept thinking to myself, don't quit! If u quit now Nicky might not give u another chance!He slid deeper in me, it stopped hurting as much but was still painfulI thought the worst is over! I might just be able to do this!He pushed all the way in and then stopped moving.Sam was quiet the whole time.Nicky told him "give him a second to adapt"She told me "it's probably hurting a lot more than it should cuz ur tense! Just relax! U enjoyed. ? I said ?Yes, Master? and he left. I guessed that this would be my life for a while, being his sexual plaything seemed better than being his whipping boy. Just having him touch me while I was handcuffed did not give me hope for escape so I wanted to find a way to adjust our activities. I sat and waited an hour for my Master to return. When he returned to my cell he sat down next to me again and I said ?Master, is there anything I may do for you?? I tried to sound as eager as I could. He said.