“Hi, Tim. Did you have fun destroying the Williams’ house with your new friends last night?”“Oh, yeah! The fire department said it was going t...o be an interesting investigation to try and figure out exactly what burned the house to the ground,” Tim said with a smile and shoved another half of a taco into his mouth. Raymond laughed and did the same.“Did you at least help clean up?”“There wasn’t a need. I guess they often have parties there, and the people who come always keep up the cleaning as. Again, why waste money on the stock?We left it up to Sarah to tell the girls that they were rescued while James and I went through the bordello waking up one man at a time and shooting him in the bladder area. We had decided that was the most punishing shot, and it was bound to be fatal in a few days. We treated every one of the brothel’s workers that way, except for the cleaning crew. This time, Replicator simply teleported the gold and silver in the safe to a separate room in the holding. The doses she gives me wear off after four days leavingme feeling flat and craving my next shot. Control means everything toHelen. She took over after my wife dumped me and she was the one whochose Derek, the owner of the brothel I work in, to be my pimp. Helencrafted me into what I am today. I was once a real married man, albeitone who was cuckolded and walked over by his taller blonde wife.After two years of marriage and unheeded complaints to my wife about theconstant embarrassment she. "I knew it wasn't possible but I briefly had the sensation that my head was up inside Sister Margaret's birth canal. The more I tasted her, the more I wanted. The more I wanted, the deeper I went. Suddenly I found myself sucking on her clit, her bush tickling my cheeks and nose.I heard Sister Margaret moan, "Don't stop Father! I need you to make me cum!"My tongue feathered against her clit while I continued to suck."Yes! Yes! Thats good!" she cried out just before she pulled my face from her.