But that didn’t really explain it. Perhaps he had a bit of decency? Yes, that was it. And he didn’t want the townsfolk hearing that he was a child... rapist. A rapist was expected, even acceptable; the women had that in their lives most of the time anyway – a husband demanding his rights, a drunken brother going too far; and the men just thought that was what women were made for – having a cunt meant you were there to service a prick. He was in charge of their town; he hadn’t increased taxes. ”“Oh, no, that's so wicked.” She trembled, her large breasts jiggling. God, bimbos were so dumb.“And further, my spell has caused you to forget what my face looks like. You won't remember or be able to describe me to anyone once I'm out of your sight.”“Woooooow. I don't remember what you look like at all.”I grabbed her hood and ripped it off, exposing her flushed face, her makeup a little mused, her red hair tousled, but she was still so perfect. The bimbo serum had done such an amazing job on. I have to most beutiful ladies in my hand and both were ready to fuck me, how many times that can happen. Anyways jennnie kissed me and i kised her back. I started to go down on her and slowly slowly we went to 71 position. She was sucking my dick while i was sucking her cuchie and have 2 fingers in her ass. I was moving it really hard. Jennie was making noises like aaaaaah yeah fuck me baby fuck me in the ass yes yes make me come baby make me come. Use me like a slut. Jennie talks to much crap. I sat down on the bed with her in my lap for the second time this morning."Sarah, don't even worry about that now ... it is in the past, forgotten and forgiven. But if you really want to make it up to me, you could help me think of some rules for our new ... um ... relationship."She snuggled into my shoulder, and giggled. "You're my Master, I'm your slave. That can be rule one."I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I think we've got that part down. But I'm talking about rules about how to cope with 'Rule.