Show these guard bitches who's in charge!

Calvo's deep, raw voice echoed across the rock strewn, broken landscape. Twelve and Eighteen turned, watching intently as the bound prisoner spoke.

"Listen to me. There is no way you two are going to survive without my help. Something out there is going to kill you, quickly if you're lucky. And if you try to take me back, I'll be fighting you every step of the way. "

He smiled coldly, gazing first at the petite,slender, dark haired Twelve, and then at the tall, blonde, beautiful Eighteen. Both looked good enough to eat. He felt his cock harden against the coarse fabric of his prison issue pants.

"Cut me loose, you bitches, and do it now"

His commanding snarl seemed to draw Eighteen toward Calvo as if she were being tugged by a rope.She stood before him, so close that her magnificent tits were brushing against his chest, her deep blue eyes locked on his face.

"You're right"

The painstick came up,jabbed under Calvo's ribcage, set to its maximum level. Through his screams, Calvo heard her voice, quiet, matter of fact, unnatrually calm."

"You're right....we don't have a chance of making it with you in tow. Time to put you down like the mad dog you are"

Calvo felt his heart slamming against his ribcage as the agony cycled higher and higher. Fortunately for him, he passed out before it finally burst.

CALVO IS DEAD. DON'T MAKE THREATS UNLESS YOU CAN BACK THEM UP!!