And with a subtle whip of his tongue and a quick snap of his jaws, Babydoll was
within his comanding maw. She felt the strength the bite above her and beneath
her. For the first few momments all she could think about was his strength.
His tongue was as heavy as an oak tree but smoother than polished wood. It
wrapped and groped around her body as he let her soak in his mouth. Kapelo was
tasting everything. He could taste her sweat and the energy she lost over the
length of the battle. He could taste her tears running from her face and the
fear she was now feeling. He savored her for a while with a gentle chewing motion
and a smacking of his lips. Her mufled cries lead to moans as she ran out of
hope and energy. He seemed to be drinking her will to fight back along with
the rest of her.