He then locked the door with a key card, which he put in his pocket. He motioned her toward one of the easy chairs. She sat on the front edge of it, h...er cuffed arms preventing her from sitting back any further.“Now I want you to listen to me very carefully. You are here because we like to rape and torture pretty young girls like you. You are not a “slave”; you are beneath even that low title. You are simply a plaything, here to give us pleasure from your suffering. I chose you today because I. He'd pull nice inches of his cock out, then ram it all home and leave it there. It felt like my asshole was going to collapse under the pressure, how would I explain loose flapping asshole to my girlfriend? I was pretty sure that his dick was rearranging my organs, and yet the more I struggled, the harder he thrust, and the harder my cock became. I was already leaking more precum than I'd ever had before, I daren't touch my cock in case it and my ass decided to give up at the same moment. As he. They were much sharper than the wooden toys Béla had formed with her mind out of the sticks available here in the arborium.‘Are you ready to play, Darling?’ Béla excitedly asked her sister in her mind.Beth radiated excitement and anxious desire. Béla handed her one of the knives, keeping one for herself. Both girls were good fighters, each having more than a thousand years of experience handling knives and swords. One would not easily defeat the other. They crouched into a fighting stance,. He hadn’t done anything that we hadn’t done except to treat Cynthia very poorly. He should have treated her like he would have treated any girl that was willing to let him fuck her and he didn’t. Worst yet maybe he would have treated the other girls that badly too. In either case he needed to be punished. There was a school dance coming up on Friday and he was going to take Cynthia and he was going to be nice to her too. My wife and I were chaperones so we could keep an eye on him. After all if.