Chapter 17 - The Silver Cross

Ryker sat on top of her, there was an evil sneer spread across his face. "I saw the present you left for me." Elsa's head was still throbbing from his blows that connected against her head. She could follow the conversation but she was much too weak to do anything. "I took a sniff but from the moisture which accumulated, I realized you were probably nineteen or twenty. You are too old. If you were a few years younger, I would have sniffed those panties all day." Elsa understood his growls but she couldn't place why he was telling her all these. "I took another sniff from your young friend, his scent was strong but there was another mixed with it, like that of a young girl. And that smell, she's probably less than ten years old. From what I have gathered, the younger the soul, the tighter the hole. And my ochinchin was specially pre-purposed for piercing the smallest of holes...." 'What kind of creep is this bastard?' Elsa thought to herself. 'Not only is he a murderer, he is als