He stopped for a moment to assess the effects of the beating. The backs of her widespread legs glowed with a deep inner fire. Because she was bent ove...r and her leg muscles were stretched tight, he knew she would feel this whipping for several days.But he also noticed the cunt juice leaking — hell, flowing down her legs. Bending down he placed his nose just against her anus. He could feel the vibrations in his nose as she began screaming at his first light touch. Licking out with his tongue, he. That was where a riddle would come in handy. Did they have one among the garden tools in the store room? He didn’t remember seeing such a thing. Perhaps Raka could go and rake around to settle it one way or the other. Telling the men he would be back as soon as he finished giving instructions to another person, he stuck his spade in the ground and walked up to the cave.“Anyone seen Raka around recently?” he asked. Someone answered, “She went back to the darkness with a lamp a few minutes. She voided herself uncontrollably.How dare he?Rebecca rebuked herself for her panic, ignoring the vomit and focusing on the staff and note. Panic receded in the face of a shaking rage. She had been violated! This was worse than the attack in Indiana when he had dared caress her and squeeze her breast. He had handled her cup! He had created a sacrificial altar of her staff and sweater. The thought of having him near her filled her with such anger that the room disappeared from her vision. She. Blowing her nose, she rose to answer the telephone. It was too early for it to be anyone other than a friend or family member, so she didn’t check the caller ID. ‘Hello?’ An almost imperceptible pause, and then a stranger spoke to her, called her by name. ‘Hello, Diana, it’s me. It’s Kyle!’ Diana stopped breathing. Kyle must have realized it, because he called her name again, sharply. ‘Diana! Are you all right?’ ‘Y…yes…yes, of course!’ She swallowed, and pulled herself together. It had.