The whole time we were getting ready for the Omnium, I kept thinking, how could anyone be mean to a woman like you? It just didn’t make any sense to...me.”“Oh God Nate! I need to be loved. I need to be taken care of. I need this more than you know, I think ... are you ready for this much need?”Pulling her close to my chest and holding her gently, I said, “I know that I love Melody and that I love Jane. I also know that I would love to get to know you better, and I really have enough love to share. I moan with every thrust. His movements are so rough that each push into me forces my breath out. His NEED to fuck me only turns me on more. I press my ass to him, taking his thrusts deeper. I feel the tip of his dick pressing to my cervix, and I let out a loud feral sound. My moans are longer and louder. what's wrong with me? he makes an especially rough thrust, pressing his tip past my cervix and into my womb. your a bitch in heat. he pauses, then nuzzles my lower back with his nose. MY. “This is for cheating, this is for sleeping with my friend Rhea and this is for ruining our relationship.” He got a little embarrassed.“This is just the beginning of your suffering, bitch. I will show you how bad it feels to be humiliated and tortured.”Then I took a scissor and cut his shirt and threw it away. He was scared now. I lighted the candle and started dripping the melted wax on his chest. He was shouting. I kept on slapping him. He asked me to stop.Then I pulled his hairs and spat on. The village of Southmarch, to the south, obviously, have reported that Goblins and Sexlings alike have been raiding the homes on their outskirts, taking prisoners and supplies and burning homes. The men, more often than not, are left to die, but the women...As the land dries up, so do the fertile beings who were to keep it all populated. Now the women are the currency, traded for goods, for pleasure... Those who are fertile are traded as breeding stock. And it's not just the Goblins or the.