I raged, I shouted, I threatened, then I would relent, plead, apologize, promise to live contritely and to bear Monsieur beautiful children if only my...Cordelia might be spared. One night I was awakened by a familiar voice. It was my father opening the door of my cell. News of my calamity had reached our village and my father, doubtless feeling guilty, had hurried here to save me and succeeded in bribing a guard. Monsieur was trumping up charges of witchcraft, using my tribadism as evidence to. Lieutenant Sharn Jenni crawled out of his sickbed after two months, hobbling on a crutch, and walked the length of the city to the Palace of the Council. He managed the stairs only because Samantia appeared as he struggled up the fourth step. He walked through a crowded and silent rotunda, every eye on one of the heroic survivors of the Battle of the River of Nultra. He pushed past the Guards at the door to the Council and marched (hobbled) into the chamber, completely ignoring anything but the. " Owen felt a little involuntary fannyburp."It's ok, Emma," said Sabrina, giving him a milk bottle now. "Grandmasaid you didn't even need to drink that much, but she'll be right backto change you, and if I were you I wouldn't be fighting about anythingat all right now."He knew she was right and could'nt hold back anymore anyway, assuddenly he'd stop fighting and felt the warm rush. It wouldn't takebut a few more moments to be grossed out by the wetness that he wasnow sitting in as he sucked on. Black demonic semen spews out from her gaping anus, she evencoughed up some from her mouth. The stain covered the entire sheet,spreading unnaturally. It shone with the light as a burning red shine onan otherwise obsidian dark sheet."Thank you masttha." Cum Slut spoke into the bed, her tongue getting tiedas it trailed along the sheets as it was sticking out of her mouth. Shemuttered and mumbled more but she was unconsciously talking out ofeuphoria that she was feeling. Gomorrah plopped his dick.