I read everything I could get my hands on as a young one. The librarians watched over me. I was eventually given a chit to let me into the sheriff's o...wn library where they kept the precious encyclopedia and the old journals. I read until my eyes bled. Repeatedly. It was there that I learned the various possible uses for the talents.I was found one day flat on my back inside a disused blacksmith's forge, blown into the back wall of the forge after an experiment in working with metal crystals.. Jo kuch Asghar Sahib nay bola uskay baad to mera natak wakaee bilkul bekaar tha is liye main boli, Asghar Sahib abhi Abbu mojood hain jab wo so jain to aap dono mil kar meri choot aur gand phaad li jiye ga abhi thoda sabar karain, Abbu ko meri chodaiyon kay baray may kuch nahi pata hai, aesa na ho kay aap dono mujhe chodnay kay liye aur main zindagi bhar chodwanay kay liye taras jaon. Asghar sahib bolay kia tera baap teri chodaiyo kay baray may nahi janta to main nay kaha nahi Abbu ko meri. ?He smiled down at her as he pushed her backwards, onto her back on the rough carpet. He spread her legs, staring down at her naked submission as he removed his shirt. She was scared. Pale and peaked, staring back up at him. Her nipples hard, her pussy gleaming wet. Sweet little whore.He took her with no warning, leaning forward with one hand beside her head, guiding his cock to her tiny virgin fuckhole and slamming deep into her. He let out a hoarse cry of pleasure as he felt himself rip. He didn't punish her for making honest mistakes. But for her whether the mistake was honest or not, the guilt was the same. She knew that she needed his punishment to assuage the guilt, and so, at least in her mind, she turned the question around. "Yes, Master. I need to be punished." He picked her chin up again and asked incredulously, "You mean to tell me that you intentionally ruined my orgasm by spitting my cock out? I can't possibly believe that. Tell me the truth, Nora." His gaze was.