You also bested Napoleon Bonaparte and dragged him back into captivity. Bonaparte, the man who had conquered Europe, and would have conquered India ha... you not stopped him. You killed The Wraith, the most successful assassin the Organisation had ever employed. You, my dear Elijah, are invincible, and it is kismet that you and I should finally meet. We are destined to accomplish many great things together, including between bedsheets, and the first phase is already in place!”Eloise de la Zouche. "Hmmm? Oh!" she lifted her eyes momentarily and then dropped them again with some color rising in her prominent cheeks. Wren looked discreetly away and felt himself warming as his eyes were drawn to her reflection in the mirror."Are you in town long?" Wren asked and then worried that he sounded too nosy, "I mean, I'm just passing through. On my way to the coast, you know. Big business trip." A business trip?" Stacy tilted her head slightly. "It's Christmas eve." Yeah, well..." Wren. Lauren brought her head back to rest her chin on my chest. Her blue eyes caught mine and both girls exploded, crying out loudly. I held her around the neck as she came, her body vibrating from her pussy up. Both girls I could see were shaking violently, and Lucy's pussy erupted. She started squirting, covering the wall with her pussy juices, moaning uncontrollably. As the waves of orgasm appeared to subside, Lauren moved towards me so she could remove the dildo. Having done so, she hopped off. At 23 she would be forever denied another orgasm. I knew perfectly well that if she had not been able to have anything other than a clitoral orgasm by now, it is most unlikely she will ever achieve a vaginal one. The cruelty of this mutilation was unbelievable. To top it all off, she was being denied any possibility of masturbating until then. And she accepted this. Then again, I accepted my own closure and branding; but the closure, at least, would be reversible, and would actually be reversed.