She was pretty sure she hurt worse then she looked.She looked like someone else in the mirror, like a filthy monster. For just a moment her mom's wor...s from this morning echoed into her mind, "I heard the two of you had a good time last night." Holly felt herself begin to cry and tried to fight it off as long as she could while she got into the shower. The moment she was under the water she let the tears flow. She felt like she couldn't get the water hot enough to wash away the filth. Even. At this point he excused himself and decided he was going home.We had such high hopes last Saturday, everything going swimmingly, and then 'pooph' all blown away.End of story on this one.Giving it one more chance, back to the 'father figure' for Sheila.Must admit, it begins to appeal to me.Pissed off and fed upJack & SheilaWhich is why I was driving to see them; finally just getting to meet them seemed at least to be in order. In any case - 'I' was the father figure Jack had spoken of.The. Ken was sure She did something to keep people from focusing on that, but when he asked Her, Her response was less than helpful."People will see what they expect to see," She later replied. "If they know that someone cannot just appear, then they will find a way to rationalize that appearance. Most of the time."After the actual ritual was over, She indicated that Ken should step to the center of the Circle. He was a bit surprised, although he shouldn't have been. As a rule, Lea did not induct. Back and forth he pumps his fingers in me getting them nice and wet. He moves his fingers down to my ass and forcefully shoves two deep inside. I scream from the painful invasion, but am helpless to get away as I am bound. Again I feel the bed move as he bends my knees up toward my chest. Scared and afraid I know what is coming next. My fears become reality as I feel his dick rub against my tight little asshole. I tense up to prevent the invasion, but it does no good as he shoves hard.