My fat 11-inch dick wreaked bloody havoc on their assholes. And I LIKED it; I got pleasure from torturing men who had taken away a child’s innocence... their screaming was music to my ears. And now that Tyson had become one of those sorry excuses of men, especially since his victim was my own sister, I wanted to do the same to him…I looked up from my bong to see Cody standing in front of me. He was breathing heavily, sweating from taking out his anger on his punching bag, and still glowering. How are you today?" I'm not Rosemary, I'm George. George Dunning. And could you untie me? I'mitching like crazy all over my body." It's not ladylike to scratch, so you'll have to learn how to beat theurge, along with a lot of other things. And besides, you're healing."I glared at him. "What have you done to me?"He pulled off the duvet and I screamed and swore until he popped a ball-gag in my mouth and did it up tightly. My body now sported a pair ofbreasts, and where my penis had been there was. There’s a lot of responsibility leading a crusade. Linda was just starting to feel that pressure.“Let’s go up on deck and get some sun. We’ll talk about fun stuff, not all these changing the world things. We’re just Southwest of Puerto Rico now. We’ll be stopping off there at a fun port I know called Ensenada. Puerto Rico is a great place, nothing like Haiti at all.”Linda changed into a bikini, gathered her sun worshiping gear, and headed up to the sundeck. On the way, she walked past the crew. I quickly followed her as Steven opened the door to the elevator. She was kissing me against the side of the elevator as it was going up, and all Steven was doing, was standing there smiling. I could see his cock straining through his pants, he was enjoying the show, but I wondered what was going to happen when we got into the room."Take your clothes off and have a seat," Shari said to me as she grabbed Steven and took him back to the bedroom of the suite. I was left there in the living room of.