The old scars and the newer cuts, yet to completely heal; raised welts on the skin. My head spinning, the tears spilling down my cheeks, I cut crossw...ays, clean and methodical, a perfect 90? angle. Again. Again.I lie back and watch the blood mingle with the water.***And that was my day; a Thursday. Only one more day to go until the weekend, and two days of freedom.***So who am I? What am I? And why?I'm just getting to grips with these questions myself, but I suppose I have to come clean. You are able to hear a mumbled “Please Master” and that is it. As you start to pump your huge cock into my virgin ass I scream. It hurts so bad. I can feel myself stretching and it feels as if I might tear right in two. As you fling insults my way I become even hornier. I love and hate the pain. Master: I pound your sweet ass harder and harder, it squeezing tightly around my cock, forcing me to gasp for air every now and then. I smack your ass over and over saying, "You fucking like that,. His urge to terrorize the village faded away and the desire to create more and more pretty things for his love took him over.” Their limo honked twice violently. The traffic came to a slow crawl. The city was alive with everyone trying to amass in one location, for one purpose, the new film from Mount Para Productions. Anyone who was anyone, and even then, anyone who thought they were anyone, was going to be there. “The village prospered, the curse was lifted. Years passed and the Spider King. "Who needs boys anyway?" she asked, giving the other girl a squeeze.Jasmine gave her a weary smile, and Cynara knew that neither of them was convinced. They needed boys!As Jasmine helped her dress, Cynara resolved to just enjoy the time she had with Charles and not think about the future. No matter what, she was gong to have fun with him, and even if it would eventually have to come to a close, at least she would have his memory.Charlie stalked up to his brothers who were sitting in the.