The second night of their captivity he had been forced to witness the anal rape of his wife. To his disgust, not only had she seemed to relish the But...her boys' filthy assault, but she had joined in humiliating him. She had strapped on a dildo and sodomized him on the kitchen table.The day of his daughter's return from Butchersville had been a particularly bad one for Mark Outhwaite. He had been left in the dungeon, naked and chained to the bed. The tall, thin, policeman who had brought Katrina. Just these girls get me so hot."Tony wasn't sure but something didn't seem right. He inspected his longred nails for chips as he whirled around and left the office intent onfinding the old man's shop.He hurried through the crowd toward the abandoned end of the mall. Thestore was gone! There wasn't even space for a shop, just a blank wall.But it had been here, he was sure of it. He ran his slim hands over thewall, being careful not to break a nail. Something was just not right buthe couldn't put. I am going to describe a story which happened last month between me and one of my aunt.. About my aunt she is 5.6″ with a structure of 36b-30-38 white in color anybody see her walking will absolutely think of her…Coming to the story I was at home all the time as I have no work to do my mom always asks me to help her in her work but I don’t care much about it . One day my mom said that my aunt living in my neighborhood wants my help as she is cleaning her house firstly I rejected but my mom. Other scents filled my nose. With a sigh, my tail swishing behind me. I rolled out of Mistress’s embrace and into a crouch, my knees spread wide, my arms between them. I looked around the room, padding on all fours. I could walk on two legs quite well, but it was fun going on all four. It kept my nose closer to the ground.I explored around the small tent, blinking my eyes. I reached their packs, opening them up, eager to see what was in there. Mistresses had spare clothing, more pink clerical.