I could feel my cock getting stiff and I realise we are getting closer to my home. The driver then asks if I want to get out of paying the fair. I say...I would be up for something yeah. The driver then quickly takes the next right which takes him away from my home and starts driving towards a work estate which has a few warehouses and sites which at the time of night was closed. He pulls up around the back of a warehouse and turns off the engine. He looks back at me and I have my hand down my. ’ ‘Stop it!’ ‘Aaawwww, honey, a sweet little thing like you shouldn’t be up here in that obscene outfit playing sick clothing games. Let’s take that off and bend you over so Little Troy can make you mewl and beg.’ ‘STOP IT!’ ‘She’s up here,’ I heard my aunt’s voice in the hall. Two police officers stepped into the room, two paramedics behind them. ‘Mrs Wood? We’re here to help you. We’re– why are you dressed like that, ma’am?!’ ‘No!’ Mom shrieked. ‘This is INSANE!’ The cop took stock of the. I slowly lifted my hand and now my hand was placed on her hip just touching the place where her saree was tightly bound across her smooth waist. I slowly slid my hand inside but and was now placed between her thin saree and the thick material of her petticoat. I was disappointed as she was not wearing a panty because panties are something that turn me on especially when i see the outline of the panty when women bend or when they walk wearing tight clothes. However, I kept my hand there for some. “Tabby, your virgin will be a very lucky guy. Choose well among the many volunteers, one who will be tickled pink to lose his cherry on global television in front of the world. My virgin will be a teenage girl, of course. Dean can choose his own sacrifice, of course,” I stipulated.“I want a nun! That would be perfect! A nun who is a virgin, but fertile. The ultimate cuckolding of Christ, you know. The ultimate expression of my Satanic supremacy. Tabby, might I suggest an incel? Think of the.