I was startled to see just a bright stripe running from my shoulder down to the top of my stomach. There were no deep cuts like i imagined...no horrib...le damage done and i knew then my back looked the same way. The mind is a horrible thing at times. It can make you think the worst has happened when in reality you are fine. Miss Sarah continued whipping my chest and arms and the molten lava spread like a wildfire engulfing me and bringing me into a place most call "sub space". However this is. She wore a cream blouse and red bra, those 48DD’s were well wrapped up. ‘No1’, she shouted. The 1st lad rounded the curtain and she looked at him in is afro eyes, he grinned and licked his lips as she slowly unleashed her big white meolns from her open blouse. His eyes were on stalks and so was his dick. She took hold of his fat veiny dick and wanked him as he held her tits. She noted his heavy breath and took the jar, spuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt in went the think jizzm, quite a load she thought!. He. She moves back and stares at her minions with a smile. Her hands slide into the leg openings of Peter's loin cloth and grabs hold of the fabric. Peter pleads her not to, but the bitch tears off the flimsy undergarment finally exposing the teen's hard four and a half inch dick. The room fills with laughter and roars as Peter's face flushes red with embarrassment."My, you are a little king," exclaims the wicked witch. "Is this the biggest your little cock gets, boy?" She takes a firm grip of his. Seeing that he cannot lose Zetsa despite his innate speed, Gaklin cursed her inwardly. 'She was hiding her true ability!' The target that he considered as his prey turned out to be more formidable than he anticipated. 'What's up with this human woman? How many profound techniques does she has?!' He realized that Zetsa was keeping up with him by exhausting a movement technique."First Hoof!" Zetsa murmured. She opened her left palm and icy ray of light shot from it, surpassing her and Gaklin's.