I couldn’t sleep. I was ready to play games with my cousin till 3 or 4 in the morning, but instead I was stuck going to bed at 11:30.Time passed and... it was about to hit 1 o clock. I had to go to the washroom. Did my business and came out. As I walked past the stairway, I heard a slapping noise downstairs. Something like skin hitting against each other, like if you hit your leg repeatedly. I looked around and all the room doors were closed but my brothers. I slowly walked downstairs, all the. It felt good at first but now her pussy was sore and she wanted him out. Tears burned her cheeks and all she could do was let her mind wander off. Thrust after violent thrust passed for how long she wasn't sure. "Fuck! Gaah!" Paul finally moaned out before emptying yet another load of hot cum deep inside of her. Paul looked down at the perfect beauty which now rested between his legs. She had got off of him but her fragile body was so weak that she collapsed on the van floor in front of him.. "You worthless little whore!" He snapped his palm down on one cheek, then another. "You selfish, tawdry, tardy little TART!" He used his free hand to jerk up her panties, wedging them up and exposing her flesh as he continued swatting. Cherry grabbed his ankles, wincing with each smack. He was very strong for his size, and she'd learned to trust his control over her body. Hanging there, she relished the transformation into a helpless object, the anxiety of her responsibilities draining. ''Praetor?' Béla queried, recognizing the mental touch of that artificial intelligence, 'Help me! I think I died!'Images flooded her mind. The Praetor was rescuing her; joining her with her brother and sisters whom it had absorbed over the centuries.'I have a brother?' she inquired, still feeling detached, but mildly curious. 'What happened to him?' The images changed to answer her question.He, like Béla, had been discovered to have special healing abilities. He had shown the wrong people he.