!" At that moment I stopped. "Please don't stop", she begged.I grabbed her 4" pink butt plug and brought it to her mouth. "Suck on it, spit on it, get... it wet my Slut!" I released the bindings on her legs so that she could present her ass for penetration. I grabbed the plug that she had so adoringly made love to, and with one rapid painful trust, inserted deep into her back hole. "Take it....take it!", I commanded.Again she cried out with lust and passion. Next I took her 8" dildo, and began. Things I took to be gravestones, old ones. And away to the left the solid black silhouette of a church."You know who I am yet?" one of them asked."Where am I?" I managed.My hair was grasped and my head yanked back. The moonlight silvered a rim of a face. "Roughplayer100pc," he said.My reeling mind snapped tight. The words were like a slap in the face. I did know him. From the hardcore porn site I'd idly been passing time on. His profile name - as he'd explained to me - meant he was a. “I’ve been waiting,” Amber snapped, “what took you so long?”“Waiting to get to sleep?” I replied, pretending this surreal situation was all in a dream.“For you, of course,” she replied, “it looks as if you have a condition. Can I help?”Moral dilemma 3. Do I? Are you mad? Of course I do. She’s eighteen, the invitation came from her, and my wicked brain has been in turmoil since the Kat incident, wishing that I had had fewer scruples.I move across the moral threshold of her bedroom door and. After all, aren't the nobility themselves just very good actors?"Then I sang: I must act Bathory, think Bathory, Eat, sleep, and drink Bathory. Otherwise, if I'm found out, I'll learn what torture's all about. I must walk Bathory, talk Bathory, Sneak, creep, and stalk Bathory, And when I do, then I will know Just how far I'll have to go. I must look confident, act confident, Even when I'm not confident. Otherwise, if I'm found out, I'll learn what torture's.