“Lights, camera, action,” I murmured as I sent the signal to the Seers to open a hidden portal and let loose the wolves.Marja had, with Roxanne’... permission, summoned a few more of her pack to supplement the ten normally stationed with us and fifty wolves were racing towards the entrance in the dawn’s early light, intent on wreaking havoc and destruction.‘I have them in view, as well as the one designated for rescue, ‘ Lenna sent as she and her Drow had slipped into the temple earlier to catch. Was I really asking my own daughter to fuck me, to be my lesbian dom, to take me in incestuous intercourse. Oh, God, yes – yes, I was, I just couldn’t hold back! I was desperate with desire, desperate with a need which I had never known that I had – a hunger to be taken, to be a captive in bondage, to be coerced and violated. She might be more than twenty years younger than me, and my own flesh and blood, but this Amazon queen had made me her prisoner, her pleasure-slave, and I just had to. “You have to clean it all up.”“That's disgusting,” Natasha said and lunged forward, grabbing my arm and pulling it away from the cucumber.“Oww,” I complained. Why was she stopping me? Didn't she understand I needed to do this? “My pussy is so hot, Natasha. I need this. I need all the yummy, bubbly delights of cumming!”“Yes,” Janet moaned. “Don't you understand?” Then Janet's eyes widened. “No, no. You're not a bimbo. You don't know how super-duper wonderful this is.”“You're like I was before,”. Michele pulled herself up off the cold bathroom tiles and looked atherself in the mirror. Her lipstick was smeared all around her mouth; hermascara, eyeliner and eyeshadow had blended together with the Predator'ssemen and was smeared around her eyes and had run down her cheeks in darkrivulets. Her brunette wig was dishevelled and clumps of her hair werematted, glued together by the hideous man's issue from when he had spenthimself over her face. She tore off the wig and turned away from.