Please god, don’t do it.” She began to beg, “oh god I don’t want to die.”“That’s a pity bitch, cos that’s what’s going to happen.�... The other two held her down as he positioned himself in front of her. Stacey fought for her life, but was too weak from their beatings to put up much of a struggle. Her head span too much, her limbs felt like lead and she could not breath properly. In horror she watched him position the jagged end of the leg between her thighs.“No, you can’t, not like that. ” She slapped Fred on his ass-cheek. “Now it is your turn to get fucked.” Julia moved Fred backward over the sitting Sam and lowered him onto Sam’s cock. I saw Sam putting his hands on Fred’s hips, helping the descending Fred to the right position. Ever so slow Sam pushed his dick beyond the piece de resistance. Fred gasped, and then relaxed, allowing Sam to enter him completely. Sam lay on his back, with Fred on top of him. “Now it is my turn,” said Celeste, squatting reverse cowgirl-style. ”“Trainee, are you doing this because we want you to or because you want to?”“Arbiters, that’s not what I meant. I do it because I feel you need it and I want it.”“Standup and take your shorts off. Sit in the chair and masturbate for us,” said Arbiter Hanna.“If what you say is true, you’ll do it,” said Arbiter Julie.The trainee did as told but took his time. He stroked his flaccid penis and it only partially rose to the occasion. Maybe two minutes later, there’d been no appreciable. ’ ‘No it is really I, brother,’ Nick said stepping forward. Aurick stepped back, ‘This is insanity,’ he said shaking his head, ‘Allison?’ He looked at her for confirmation. ‘Yes Aurick, it is really Nick. He was never dead after all.’ ‘What she says is true.’ A white haired man that had come out of the study with Aurick stepped forward, Nick recognized him as one of his father’s closest friends, the Marquess of Rothburn, ‘I remember the boy, and this is him. Oh, if only your father were alive.