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“You don’t feel guilty about the people you kill?” “They must’ve been rough fuck suicidal to step on the sand across from me. I did them a favor.” I answered, expecting Mistress’s concurring chuckle. I didn’t hear it. There was a silence that hung between us, and the odd tension behind it seemed to wind tighter with each second that passed xvideos without words. “Why hasn’t Iona come yet?” Mistress finally asked. “I don’t know,” I replied into the pillow, “Mother should’ve come when Breyta and Ofan did.” “Do you want them to come?” Mistress asked. “No.” I replied, cursing my inability to lie. “Why not?” Mistress pressed. I steeled myself, realizing there was no way to avoid the answer. “I do not want them to suffer my fate.” I said quietly. I expected punishment, but Mistress only paused her massage for a moment, before continuing it. “Do you think I’d turn them all into you?” Mistress asked. Her voice sounded odd; there wasn’t any of the threat, or cruel mirth in it. It put me on edge. I’d learned Mistress’s behavioral patterns, and I knew when to anticipate her sadism, but this calmness was different. I didn’t know what to expect, and that terrified me. “Yes.” I replied cautiously. “Do you like what I turned you into?” Mistress asked, her hands stopping their movements. I carefully turned over, folding my wings beneath me as I rolled onto my back. Mistress was watching me with uncharacteristic trepidation, averting her eyes before I did. What test was this? What games was she playing now? “You have turned me into me.” I said, gesturing to my tattooed and Hardcore pierced body, “This is me without pretense. I am your whore, your slave, and your amateur toy, and I am freer than I’ve ever been.” “You don’t regret it?” Mistress asked, running the back of her hand softly over my tattooed belly. There was genuine gentleness behind that touch, not just sensual tenderness. It was purposefully unthreatening; the back of her hand couldn’t grab me, or pinch me, or teen scratch me. “My regrets grow quieter by the day.” I said softly, “They hardly speak to me anymore.” “Mine seem to be coming back to me.” Mistress smiled ruefully, “It’s like they’re waiting for me on the other side.” Mistress abruptly stopped her caressing, and stared blankly down, as though she was looking through me. Her mouth fell open, and her pupils slowly constricted. “Mistress?” I asked. She didn’t respond. Her hand was trembling against my belly, the Fucking Hard knuckles wavering ever-so-slightly. “I know what you’re doing here. No doubt at my embarrassment. "Thank you Sarah. “But they’re always the ones getting trashed and I’m not interested in doing that all weekend, every weekend you know? I wrap my lips around your cock... my eyes not leaving yours. God! Without his refining of the seed in myself and my breeders, we wouldn't have so many enlightened humans that we have secretly slipped back into their society to disrupt their war effort.” Having a house nudity rule made for some interesting family movie nights with my wife and daughter sitting on either side of me to watch a movie and with their hips touching mine I would usually crack a horn bringing giggles from my daughter and a sigh from my wife Hardcore who would casually place a pillow in my lap but not before wrapping her hand around my shaft. Frank gave me a great deal of reassurance. She was also wearing a very low hanging v-neck that left almost nothing to the imagination. Bruised and bleeding the trio advance on me. The wave washed passed her and a sexy, nineteen-year-old hottie was left in her place, her body curvy, her waist like an hourglass, her blouse clinging to those large, perky breasts. I helped her out of her cute little panties and she knelt and pulled down my boxers. He returned the girl's kiss tentatively, and then she broke away, grabbed her spear and bolted into the brush while he stood there with a silly teen grin on his amateur face. I followed her into the apartment, briefly checking out her ass which had begun to swallow up the lime panties, as I closed the door behind me. The whores were used to harassment and ill treatments so this was nothing new. "Yes, I did. She let out a strangled moan as she came, her pussy giving in to him against her will. They’ll just cut her up and send us the pieces if she’s lucky she’ll be dead when they do it,” I tell him and he looks down,” You were the good kid at school, always the one who tried to be nice when we were assholes. Jeff didn't need rough fuck to help Anna nod her head up and down for, "Yes." Her college work is doing better, only slight set back with me being in hospital but without Brad, her life is so much better. “That feels good, Daddy, keep doing that.” I figured it was her kind of defensive mechanism. "Go fuck your own sister or your mother and leave this girl alone, got it?" The whole day i've had a sore shoulder, so at the party Daniel asked if he should give me a massage, and of course I said yes! I wandered round looking for something xvideos that might just be doing it but I couldn’t see anything. Samantha appeared before me, her girlfriend hugging her from behind. Immediately, the fingers on her clit sped up. I think she liked the dirty talk. I then spread my awareness to check on my brother's progress. Mistress was still my god, and I would do what she wanted. She stopped abruptly, yelped, and whipped her head around to give Rachel an astonished gape. The German Shepherd wasted no opportunity, prying and probing relentlessly, exploiting each minor slip of my anal resistance. “Indeed.” Funnily enough I also got a. “Oh Fucking Hard shit, never mind I thought you were a chick… but enjoy wanting over my cock.” It didn't seem important when he slid my panties off altogether and soon two fingers were sliding along the wet tissues between the lips and rubbing that special spot. Melissa had never heard another woman talk like that. "You should have his arm looked at." “You're being naughty, Dandi,” I purred.