He remembered the taste of Molly’s blood .Oh what a day that was. You always remember your first. The once pristine Girl Scout was just a fucked u...p piece of white rape meat.Bubba looked over at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the white bitch. It seemed like it wasyesterday but so long ago on the Delta. It was a different world then.The crying, the begging the whining brought back that day.They were just teens back then.Molly was hot piece of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths. I had slapped her to the floor and then told her, in detail, every last slut that I had fucked since I had acquired her, and how each one had served me in body and in submission. She had been crying in big unstoppable gulps by the time I was finished, which made her pussy clench incredibly hard when I was in her. I made her beg to belong to me before I let her cum. Apparently the experience had stuck with her. "I might consider it, if you're willing to devote yourself to it full time. . It would be really painful if he didn't keep up. My stuffing his shorts into his backpack only added to his humiliation but we didn't meet any others on our journey."I'm leaving you like this until we get to the forester's place so the sooner we get there the better. I will put it back on for the next stage of the trip if you start griping and abusing me again. Understood?" He nodded but his eyes glared their hatred. "You might have a lower pain threshold to us but there's no need to act like a. But she was not just our employee in our family firm, but a friend.We often went for drinks after work, and had lunch or dinner many times. She was great fun,and clearly very intelligent.Cheryl, my 51 year old older sister just looked me in the eye and winked."Send him in to me , Stacey". Stacey protested and said she would rather neither of us said anything. Cheryl said she just wanted to get rid of him and would say nothing of his behavior.So Stacey called him in to consulting room 2,.