I had this gut-wrenching concern that she would be so transformed by the manipulations of the phony wolf in sheep's clothing that she would be forever...ruined for joyful merging of our kindred spirits. I watched her panty-clad bottom bouncing on the bed scarcely hiding her youthful buttocks and wondered if her pussy mound was already excited by the semi-firm mattress underneath. I knew that the devil incarnate Donald had spent almost a full month humping her into a submissive "Donald follower". "That'll do," I said pulling her down the hall and through the door. I pushed her down on the floor beside the cooker. There was a knife block on the worktop beside it. I picked out one with a 6 inch blade and held it to her throat. "You're going to be good." It was an instruction, not a question.She gave a quiet, "yes," staring at the blade. She looked convinced. I found a tea towel on a rail by the sink and used it to gag her, ripped the power cord from her food blender and tied her ankles.. This can’t be happening I kept on trying to gather my thoughts, I never want it to stop. Mom’s voice shattered my magical state.“Now baby remember what I told you, if at any time you want to stop just say”, mom was saying this as she pushed my legs gently into the air. “Just hold your legs here baby” she said indicating for me to hold them in the air with my hands behind my knees. She leaned down and kissed my small erect nipples, “You are gonna enjoy this Sal, I know you are” “Just look at. Kristal shivered and hugged herself, releasing Angel’s hands. She had dressed for a day out in the sun and did not expect to be back so late. She rubbed her arms for warmth. ‘Cold?’ Angel placed his hands on her shoulders and drew her close. His arms wrapped themselves around her torso, trapping her own arms underneath. His chest was warm and Kristal soon found her own arms sliding around Angel, lightly stroking the base of his wings as her head rested on his shoulder. His embrace was warm but.