Her voice was still well numbed from the effects of the Nuymean gag. All she could do was wait for Maya, wherever she was, to do something. The boiler... room came back into view as her eyes adjusted to the dark. Light from a small emergency exit sign combined with that of a red warning light on the electrical panel prevented total darkness. The air was smokey, yet no flames were evident, so whatever had burnt seemed unlikely to erupt into a larger fire. Regardless, the smell was awful, like burnt. He pulled his cock out and started yanking it furiously. He told me, “lick my balls slave”. His hand was hitting my face on every downstroke, as I licked his balls. He slid forward and suddenly his ass was on my mouth. He said, “lick it bitch”. His ass came down and was cutting off my air; couldn’t push him off because I had no leverage. So I started licking his ass. I only licked for a minute when he slid back and slammed his cock back in my mouth. He continued to jerk off as I sucked the head. “What do you mean?”“I have a new Blacklister for you, Harold, but this one requires some research and a good deal of finesse,” Red explains. “We can work on it from my safehouse, but the time off would allow us to be flexible in terms of travel and workload. I am convalescing, you know. Broken bones can be very…..limiting.” Cooper pauses for a moment, thinking it over. “How long do you suggest?”“A week.”“Three days,” he counters.Red purses his lips.. First, there's some strange asshole wearing something that looked like it came from the fashion pages of "Witches and Warlocks Clothiers". Almost the same instant that his eyes register the unexpected presence he gets hit with some kind of ultra-powerful stun gun that just about does him in. Next he wakes up chained to the rock wall of a dungeon cell with this enormous wolf that is so damn big it must have been living on steroids and the monster talks! Once the wolf began talking - so did.