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release you never imagined
    existed."
    Helena's jaw creaked open under his clutch. "Stop touching me."
    Her thighs clenched so she could stand firm.
    "Oh, I'm going to do even better than touching you. I'm going to
    take you to a place you'll never want to leave and beg me for more."
    He ran a nail behind her ear, trailing down to her collar bone.
    Helena's throat stuttered trying to figure out what was up and down.
    "No I won't. I don't want anything from you." Her toes clenched,
    keeping herself firmly in her shoes.
    "Don't be so sure of that. A girl like you is going to come back for
    more and beg for seconds." Constantine rammed his palm into her
    throat, sending her teetering backwards, only her hair prevented her
    from falling on her ass.

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    Helena screamed out in pain as she swung from the ceiling. Her
    shoes fell off, and her toes clamored to gain contact with the floor
    again, tripping over the shoes as she got onto tiptoes.
    "Now that I have your attention again," Constantine reached out to
    grab her hair and still the rope, "I don't want you to miss a second of
    what is about to happen to you. You'll regret it later if you do."
    "Oh God, please no." Helena lost any reserves of composure she
    had in her vocal chords and bleated like a lost lamb.
    Constantine pushed his hand between them, pressing into her
    breasts and stomach before slipping down between her thighs to the
    man beneath them.
    Helena's head bent, needing to know what he was going to do.
    There was only so much she could clench her thighs and stand on her
    toes at the same time.
    His hand bathed in the man's open throat, coating his skin with red
    syrup. He stepped back so she could see the full ascent of his hand as
    it crept slowly up between them and then stilled in front of her face.
    "What are you going to do to me?" Helena forgot to stand on her
    tiptoes, and her arches collapsed.
    Constantine stuffed his clean hand under her armpit and raised her
    to her toes. "You know what's about to happen to you."
    Helena's face jittered no, her eyes tracking his hand as her head
    flipped side to side.
    "Yes you do, and you want it, you know you do. You're mouth
    says no but your tongue says yes. Bet you don't know it's snaking out
    of your mouth and your teeth are primed ready to take my hand off at
    the wrist." Constantine moved his hand closer to her face.
    Helena started to go cross-eyed. "I ... I..."
    "Shhh, let your mind go. I only want your body right now. I'll
    tackle your mind another time." He grazed the tip of her tongue with
    his bloodied knuckles.
    Helena's tongue snapped back into her mouth and recoiled against
    the roof of her palate. Cheeks puffed out, breathing in the perfume of
    blood from pulsating mucous linings. Her tongue came back out,

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    cleansed off the blood now surging down her throat, and lapped at the
    air like a puppy gone wild.
    Constantine wagged his hand in front of her crazed eyes. "And
    here I thought you wanted me to leave you alone to your sanctity of
    lies."
    Helena heaved in throaty breaths on the verge of hyperventilating.
    "I can't breathe."
    "Sure you can, more of the fibs you tell yourself, pretty little lies
    that make you feel better." He jabbed his knuckles under her nose,
    leaving blood behind below her nostrils.
    Helena sucked air in through her nose as her tongue tried to reach
    the blood and lick it off. "What are you doing to me?"
    "I'm not the one doing anything. It is all you, Helena, all you. You
    wanted power, well I'm giving you more than you let yourself
    imagine, and your body wants it even if your mouth is spewing out
    lies, telling me no. I know you want me to. You want me to go all
    the way." Constantine licked a drying knuckle and transferred the
    blood from his lathered tongue onto hers, biting hers until her eyes
    watered.
    "No." Helena reared her head back, fighting her tongue to stay in
    her mouth.
    "Why do you keep fighting me? You know you want this. You
    want to eat the man out, suck