" He moaned in her ear. "Your cunt is so damn soft..." His stubble face raking against the soft skin of her face. The length of his middle finger rubb...d repeatedly over the tight denim material, between the young girls cunt lips. All Amber could do was cry, unable to stop this monster. She tried closing her mind to his raspy and obscene moans of pleasure, that was filling her ears, it made her feel helpless... Dirty... Disgusted... And sickened to the pit of her stomach..Then she tried mentally. "Bill lay over Janice's lap. His Nightie riding up his back, exposing his tight round cheeks, clad in sheer Blue Panties to his Aunt. Janice slowly rubbed his bottom."Oh my you have a lovely tight Butt sweetie."Slap Slap Slap. Three hard ones got Bills attention. Janice screamed. "Loosen those cheeks Missy. I want to see those cheeks jiggle with every spank. If they get hard, we start over at one. "Bill let out a sob, and relaxed his Butt. Smack, Smack, Smack, Elaine screamed."Thank her and ask. She had seen something like it on one of the internet sites she had surfed before going to the correctional centre. It was a spanking machine. Ellie turned to Katherine open mouthed. Katherine held back a smile but clearly enjoyed the look of recognition on Ellie’s face. Keeping her stern persona though she said, “You have seen one of these before then, Ellie?” Ellie was flummoxed, but answered, “Well, yes, erm, a picture anyway.” Katherine nodded and took a few steps forward, again glaring in. I'm happy to announce that I'm neither of those. I won't be announcing that Armageddon has arrived and neither am I here to corrupt everyone's souls and trick you into going to Hell. From what I've been told about Archangel Michael, he said there wasn't any such thing as the Devil or Hell, so I'd be pretty stupid if I tried to do anything along those lines, not that I'd have a clue where to start. -- "I'm Mark Anderson. That's all I am and all I want to be. My primary interests in life are.