”“I live to please you...” She began to stroke me.“You’re my hot little teenage slut.”“I’m your hot little teenage slut...” Forward ...nd back. Forward and back.“You’re my sweet, cute girl next door...”“I’m your sweet, cute girl next door...”“You’re my sexy bimbo cheerleader...”“I’m your sexy bimbo cheerleader...” McKenzie gasped in surprise as my hands gripped her hips and lifted her up, setting her back down on the counter.“You’re mine, always and forever.” My sweats were loose around my hips. Mercedes rubbed her hand over his chest enjoying the feel of his muscles beneath her fingertips. She found it hard to believe that a Hero would want her with the kind of passion that he had just finished displaying. She had feared that her resume would never be presented to a Hero and that if it had then the Hero would reject her.Her application to become a caretaker had been rejected twice by the council that oversaw such matters. They argued that because of the damage to her body that she. His shirt was always tucked in perfectly (today he had a blue one on with a nice bold red tie). I would mostly stare at his belt – it was a simple black leather belt, he would always take it in to the 3rd of five notches. I used to pretend that he would tie me up with it or spank me with it. My fantasises with him were getting stronger, darker and more mind consuming. He kept standing right next to my desk like really close like if I was to turn my head, his head (and not the one sitting on. I walked her over to be with that group. In less than a minute, she was starting to twitch a bit. I then took her over to a group of greens and yellows. That wasn’t as bad for her. Then I walked her down to one of the yellow rooms that matched her bracelet.“I’m going to strip everyone in this room who isn’t already naked, and then you are going to take a shower with each other. All of you stink like rotten food left in the sun on a summer day,” I told them.I soon found that whoever designed the.