It was nice and firm and tender in all the right places, i smiled as she began to cry. I let my hand wander up her body as i massaged her breast in a ...entle manner, she cried hardened and stammered out"Please dad not this!" I smirked and began kissing her neck and whispered"Shut up you whore, do as i say or regret ever crossing me!" she shut up immediately, i laughed and turned her around to face me, she shook in fear as i looked at every aspect of her teenage body. She was 18 and legal to have. She looked around for a brief moment, gathering her bearings then she started to walk towards the dilapidated ruins of skyscrapers. Her village was becoming a small speck in the distance as she wandered along the rubble on her quest. Burnt out cars and old signs cluttered the streets along with scorched bricks and melted girders, it truly seemed like she had left her haven to visit hell. For hours, Abigail wandered along the roads avoiding as much debris as possible. The harsh surroundings. It was placed there just for him, but as far as he knows, he is stealing. The water tastes a little funny because it contains the chemical castrator. Close to 1/6 of all men have sexually assaulted somebody. The numbers for physical assault are much higher. That is talking about the average man. When talking about the lower class and those with money trouble, that number goes up considerably. About 65% of all men we take in get the full castration.We call those that received the full castration. ”Michael put his tea mug down and rose to his feet, clamping his hands over his sex. His knees seemed to be trembling uncontrollably. He stepped out of the bath while Chantelle began to ply the big towel, warm from the fireplace, over his body. She was enjoying herself. His timidity was just precious and it was all she could do to keep a straight face. She dropped to her knees in front of him to dry his legs and feet. Michael could hear his heart pounding as she plied the towel vigorously to.