I know ‘it’ has her. I’m going to try and get her back. Dad and mom are too sad without her, I’m too sad without her also. Stomping over the f...rosted hill, I stop and scream, demanding ‘it’ to give Chloe back. It meets me before I can take another step and again its cold voice assaults me, the voice that reminds me now of a stone lid being removed from a casket’s vault. ‘It was her time. Her soul has been taken and now belongs to me. Your reunion will have to wait for sixty-two years. LEAVE.’. ”I took my shoes off and walked through the great room and the dining room and into the kitchen where Katy and her mom were preparing dinner.“Hi!” I said.“Hi, Mike!” Katy exclaimed.We exchanged a hug and a quick kiss.“Hi, Mike,” Mrs. Malenkov said. “How are you?”“Good. How are you?”“Very good. Happy to have Katy home for break. I’m glad you could join us for dinner.”“Thanks. I’m glad to be here. Can I help with anything?”“We’re almost done. Just have a seat and we’ll call you in a few. But she’d seen videos and read stories about women who had been thoroughly bred by their powerful men. She was still unsure, but as James continued to pump his cock inside her, she couldn’t help but yearn for him to pump his seed deep inside her womb. Making him a real Daddy.She obeyed his orders, climbing off of his raging erection and moving onto her hands and knees. She stuck her rear in the air, showing off her tight little asshole tucked away in between her cheeks. But James wouldn’t be. I know you have to go, from all our play, and I love to watch you pee, and it cleans out the urethra at the same time. When you are done peeing, I bend over and with my tongue, I lick you clean.I take the tension off the nipples and untie them. I then bind your breasts with a fatter but real soft rope, and as you put your ear plug back in, I take my leather whip, and let the straps graze your nipples, harder and harder, sometimes hitting the entire engorged tit. I go to the refrig, and pull out.