Master had done this to herand she loved him for it, loved him more now than ever before. No, hedidn't care for her as an individual at all, but he de...sired her as anobject to torment and worse and that was what Kimmie craved, needed,desired more than anything in the world. If Master should, as Kimmiestepped out of the bathroom, declare that he wanted to strangle herexclusively for his own amusement; Kimmie would put her hands behind herback, stretch her neck, tilt her head back and thank him.. Matted pubic hair, damp with the juices of his recent escapade, was further proof. He'd fucked his wife, or some other whore, before getting in touch with me. With his good looks, beautiful cock and insatiable libido he had a stable of willing mouths and holes at the ready. I had to admit I was jealous of his other conquests, often wishing I was his only lover.Not that I was exactly chaste myself. No, I took cock whenever and from whoever I could. 90 minutes before I got Glenn's text I was on. Now, don't fight me Galina. If you do, you will die. Davy, do you surrender to me? Or do I turn your family over to my crew for their pleasure?"Davy had been looking around as Saron was talking and his eyes settled on some pipes above them. Reaching out with his mind he ripped a six-foot section of the tube and with a snarl, he hurled it at Saron.Saron looked at Davy with an evil grin on his face. Suddenly he heard the screech of metal being torn and he went flying towards Davy as the pipe hit. ‘Dead by dawn!’ the spirits cried. Pamela was taken to the ground and restrained there. The stinging sensation of fine roots and branches penetrating her skin made the world turn a bright white as she struggled vainly against the forces she had inadvertently summoned forth. Her skin twisted and then gave way as her legs were spread open by thick, wet vines. She cried out as a large branch, once unbreakable and solid, twisted and snaked it’s way down from a nearby tree. It found her sex and.