. oh yes!" Lydia moaned repeatedly as he made love to her. After just a few moments, Carthalo could feel the walls of her pussy tighten around his co...k and juices poured out, all over the bed, and all over his manhood. Lydia let out a long, low moan, and she reached up and pulled on Carthalo's hair as she did, pulling his face right next to hers and she kissed him. Carthalo, feeling that her orgasm had subsided, began to thrust even harder, sending his seven inch rod as deep inside of her as. Nothing was right about this. Something had happened to her.Illusion. I’m caught in a vampire’s illusion. Hers. Why? Separate me from the others. Isolate and kill me.A stab of excitement shot through the vampiress. A challenge lay before her.“Now, Abigail, skulking? What happened to the bold girl that brazenly walked into the liquor store and bought us all our first wine coolers.Abigail froze. She knew that voice. “Lynette?”Abigail rose and took a good look at the woman at the elevator. She was. "Let's see if we can get her working by tomorrow night," Mason suggested hopefully."Okay Mason," Sierra simpered.He handed the flasks to one of his men and told him to stack them with the bottles of Hypnol that he used on the other girls. Wishing for half a dozen girls of the same calibre as Candy, he dreamed that one day he could rid himself of this establishment and migrate to the coast where the clientele were far more discerning and infinitely richer.After providing the nickel tour, Sierra. You will learn not to fear the knife which I will use often but not to hurt you, but you will learn to fear the whip more than hell itself. My eyes widen as Master produces a whip and cracks it above my head. I scream in fear and, though he barely hears it, he stops. I feel relief.Your screams are childish, only moans of pleasure may come from your lips during our sessions. I scream around the gag but he continues and begins to beat me mercilessly. And continues. And continues. Until my body is.