No one is going to help you&hellip, I spoke, my eyes locked with hers as I stroked each nipple delicately before taking two fingers and lashing it upo...n her chest again and again with quickness and precision, making the light blows well up and become much more stronger as the tingling pain melded with the multiple other slaps. I repeated myself to her. As if emphasizing what I wanted her to tell me. I wanted her to know it. No one is going to help me. She chimed in, I repeated myself, now both. " Honoured, sir," started her father. He did not finish."It has failed; the batch is bad, and has cost the Master much."The man continued, but Suzy could not follow what was said. The young woman only realized that there seemed to be someone who held power over not only her father, but this strong and powerful man as well. Never, in her seventeen years had she seen her father as shaken as when the man mentioned this Professor Gamera. Even the man seemed frightened as he mentioned the name.She. ”When Samantha tried to pull away, the old woman slapped her a little, and pulled her back into her arms which she had around the girl’s waist. Samantha tried to pry herself free, but the old woman was surprisingly strong and ferocious, breathing out loud. Her hands were also on Samantha’s ass, grabbing them hard, lifting the skirt.“One deed,” she repeated with an evil laugh. “The lusts of my three monstrous boys, you’ll feed.”“Oh, hell, no,” Samantha said and struggled harder. The cackling. She had jet black hair cascading down her back, bee stung, erotic lips done up in a devilish shade of red, dark sparkling eyes enhanced by long silky eyelashes, the face of a beauty queen. Her long slender neck drew my eyes lower to her barely concealed cleavage, not overly large breasts, but in stunningly perfect harmony with her figure, her obviously excited nipples jutting out in full swollen glory. She had a ripped up tank top falling half off her shoulders with our bands logo emblazons.