He did this merely out of boredom and a need for corruptible fresh meat. He enjoyed how he poisoned their intuition, gloried in how they flailed in t...rmoil, and then revelled in their tailspin towards self-destruction. At that moment, he would take their souls as ammunition to exact his revenge. His hackles rose so powerfully that he made a fist with both hands, those treacherous bitches: the one that he jilted and the other he sought to train as her successor. He frowned momentarily and. It seems Nianna remembers you, too.”Nianna nodded, and then looked at Tah, “Daddy, my Sandie. Read book.”Prue and Sandie both looked at her in surprise. Prue turned to Tah, “Sandie always read her a book before bed. I have no idea how she could possibly remember that she was only tiny when we left.”Nianna hugged Sandie again then put her arms out for Tah. Sandie reluctantly relinquished her. “You have an amazing daughter, Prince Dahl. She was always a happy baby. I missed her when Prue. She wanted to try these things that shewas reading about and she thought that perhaps the man she loved so dearlywanted that too. Her heart had flip-flopped at the look he had given thepaddle she was holding. When she had seen that look, she knew that herhunch had been right and he wanted a Mistress. She said a quick feverentprayer that her other hunch was right also and then slipped into his armsand kissed him passionately. Her hands slid under his shirt and she ran herfingers through the. “A left hook right to the face, I don’t know how much longer he can hold out,” the ringside broadcaster shouted on the TV. I couldn’t hold out much longer either. I gripped Victoria’s tight little ass as I thrust deep into her. I let out an uncontrollable moan as I came inside her, experiencing the most intense orgasm of my life. “It’s a knockout! It’s over! Carlson Fedder has been defeated! His winning streak has come to an end!” the ringside broadcaster excitedly screamed. Completely.