touching the walls, though she was shrinking back to her normal size. Her clit was swollen three
times its normal size with a needle pushed through either side to keep it from retracting into its hood.
Her body was a mess of red welts, her breasts bruised and stretched high by her clamped nipples.
Neil had shoved an enormous rod into her ass and it was stretched to its limit.
“How is she doing?” Damian asked, walking to her head and peering into her face.
“In pain,” Neil said, tapping the rod. Sydney groaned. “That thing is in deep. Hope I didn’t
rupture her colon.”
“Well, don’t kill her. I have a chance for her to redeem herself.”
“It’s no fun if they die.”
“True.” Damian tugged on the cord pulling at her nipples. “Do you want another chance, my
dear?”
“Please make this stop.” Her voice was hoarse, her eyes pleading.
“I don’t take failure lightly, Sydney. Didn’t you know that about me?”
Sydney nodded.
“You have one more chance. Otherwise, you will be back here until you die a very painful death.”
She nodded again.
He ran his hand over her cheek. “I will have Terric heal you so you can perform your task.” He
turned to Neil. “Release her.”
Neil frowned but began to roughly obey Damian. He ripped the hooks out of her pussy and she
screamed.
When she was free, she stood on shaky legs with blood running down her thighs. She held onto the
wall as she approached Damian and then fell to her knees.
“There is an old man in Japan that needs to be killed,” Damian said, stroking Sydney’s tangled
hair. “He’s an Elder and it must not be known he was killed.”
“I can do that,” Sydney said in a raspy voice.
“Then you are going to complete the original mission I gave you.”
Sydney frowned. “From last month? I thought it was complete.”
“Chase is still alive.”
Her eyes widened. “That was Chase’s place?”
Damian nodded.