Lady Slave trembled. "What do you want? What do you want to do? If you do anything funny it will be transferred to you! And there is no way to break the binding!"
Vacuse ignored her.
He leaned forward; with casual efficiency, he snapped one of her fingers, the smallest one.
The reaction was instant. She flinched and cried out, jerking her hand to her chest and trying to struggle away from where he was. "You bastard! I have always known you are a sick bastard!"
Vacuse ignored her again. His head tilted to the side as if he was waiting for something, and sure enough he felt a flash of heat in one of his fingers, the smallest one.
It was followed by an incredible amount of pain that made him grunt as he lost control of his smallest right finger.
'..fuck...this is going to be difficult...' he thought as he looked at his finger that hung limply.
