’ The year was 1841 and Allison had no concept of the Bubonic plague that was about to kill more than two million people or of air travel or under t...he sea exploration. She looked at her with suffering sadness after being pained by the loss of her sister and mother. ‘When,’ again, she asked. Unable to change what she saw, Hazel gazed at Allison with an expression of sympathetic helplessness. She spoke with motherly concern. ‘They will return when the world has come to World War for the third. I decided to stop her there, and take control of the situation. She was in control up till now, but I was going to put her in her place. As she placed her hand on my bulging cock, I lifted her up off of my lap, and threw her down on her back, landing on top of her on the couch. “Ooohh… Strong and rough. Just the way I like it.” She cooed at me as I ripped her shirt off, revealing that she was not wearing a bra. Her tan was even, golden brown all over her body. This girl spend serious time. Other paths are stuff like, playing as a male or a futa, and private sex and shared sex.**(W/M) Winner/Male(W/F) Winner/Futa(L/M) Loser/Male**(L/F) Loser/FutaTL:DR - Skip to chapter three to avoid introductionDISCLAIMER: ANYTHING CONTAINED IN THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION, DO NOT IN ANYWAY ATTEMPT TO RECREATE ANY OF THE SCENARIOS IN THIS, NOR BELIEVE ANY OF THIS IS A REALISTIC INTERPRETATION OF REALITY, IF YOU EVER DECIDE FETISHES INVOLVING NON/CON AND VIOLENCE IS ACCEPTABLE IN REAL LIFE, SEEK. Who could it be, and what was going on. My hands were bound behind my back, my mouth gagged, and my eyes blindfolded. My senses one by one were taken from me, leaving me to depend upon the sounds that filled the contained space. I could tell by the deep voices around me that the room was filled with men. There was more than one, but numbering them was difficult. I could hear three, four, maybe more men. They threw out cat calls, and demands:“Look at this sweet bitch we have here. .