Obscene bulges tented the fronts of their loincloths. Their erections – too large for their small bodies – were revealed as they tore their scant ...arments away in their eagerness to violate a Human woman.The Goblins pulled Lena to the ground easily, but as they began to grope and prod at her, Aran was upon them. He roared with a rage as hot as Oroth’s blade as heads, arms and legs were removed in a whirlwind of searing light.His cry of anger died in his throat as the last Goblin met the earth,. Right now they were downstairs in the living room, talking, well what teenagers these days called talking, to Amanda it was more like shouting. She was also pretty sure they were taking advantage of her being upstairs to sneak a crafty drink from her liquor cabinet before they went off to their party.The sound of the telephone ringing interrupted Amanda's thoughts, sighing she went to lift the receiver when she heard her son shouting up the stairs."I'll get it mum."Obviously he had been. "The one that we began with - so long ago that seems now. How do you answer? Mr Pendrill? You have an Oriental Princess that you've abducted. She's naked and wrapped round an anvil. Her ass is lifted high into the air, and it's exposed and waiting to be marked, but can you do to her as she has done to others? Is the fibre within you to torture this woman? Can you resist her tears and her persistent and irritating wiles? Indeed, could you torture her, Mr Pendrill? And then, when she's. I wanted to give the fucker some of his own medicine, and I was becoming impatient to get started.One night after dinner, Dad produced an inch-thick, bound report - the detective's findings. Dad had already read the report, so I avidly consumed its contents as if it were a gourmet meal. Before I finished reading the report, it turned my stomach upside down. Bile rose up in my throat and filled my mouth with its pungent taste.The report filled in many of the blanks, but it also terrified me. Dad.