”“Let me go!” Grace shouts. “You will pay for this!”“I’m sure I will,” Max mocks. “But first I’m going to have a little fun.”A t...ntacle slips beneath her shirt, sliding up between her breasts. The feeling of warmth crawls over her bare skin and despite her repulsion, Grace likes it. It is so similar to her god’s touch. Then with one quick movement the tentacle pulls and tears her shirt and bra to reveal her luscious breasts. They bounce as they are freed and settle perfectly on her chest. Her. Our first two dates we had gone to the movies with a group of friends. I was only 14 and Greg was 16 and very handsome. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was that he had asked me out. I was only a freshman and he was a junior. Tonight he was going to pick me up in his dads truck and take me to the fireworks. I was putting on a nice blouse and skirt when mom stuck her head in to tell me dad, my brother and her were headed to where they would be watching the fireworks. I told her I would meet. Not bad for an oldslut, not bad at all.? Mrs. Evanslooked up from the floor and I saw the purest, deepest horror on her face asshe focused on us and realised who we were. She knew us. She might not haveknown our full names and all, but she knew us. Two kids from the neighbourhood,two kids that she passed in the street every couple of days or so. Two kids whoknew her sons. Two kidswho saw her being raped and humiliated. Two witnesses of herdeepest, dirtiest shame. Two kidsmortally terrified,. I wanted to scream and probably would had if he hadn’t had placed his hand over my mouth. Mercilessly he fucked me like I had never been fucked before. I thought I would have felt relief or release but instead my desire only grew. I could hear things falling off the sink behind us but I didn’t care. Then I became aware of a different feeling. I realized that his fangs were lodged in my neck and blood dripped over my skin. I felt pleasure running through me and became completely relaxed. As he.