”Power? Cory wondered, and looked down at his hands. A small flicker of warm, bright light was twirling in his right palm.“But, if you do that, I ...ill just transfer all my power to Xavier. Given that you have already consumed yours, you will be defenseless. And I will destroy you, guiding Xavier’s hand.”“Xavier won’t listen to you. You’re lying,” Cory spoke, as he took one step toward the Head Trainer.“Wait, not so fast,” the Head Trainer smiled, showing his horrifying teeth again. “You could. Please don't lie to me. I know you are enjoying yourself in my knicker drawer. It's time you let me know." And you won’t get mad?" I answered."I won’t get mad, I promise. I'd just like to know when I put on a clean pair of knickers in the morning that they are indeed "clean." Said mum."Ok you’re right. I have been going into your knicker drawer." Do you wear them? Have you ejaculated in them? Just what are you doing?" She asked."No, no. I haven't cum in them." So that's why I haven't seen any. So to stop any ambiguity, a stop/go phase was required. Of course the first ‘target’ for the group was Nicole. Rick started putting his plan into action. The first person he contacted was the owner of the spa he had been using through his recovery. He asked if he could use the pool and massage room for a very private function. The only person he wanted there would be the masseuse that had been giving him his massages. The owner agreed since Rick had spent a lot of money there and they could. “No arguing or anything, your huge raping cock belongs to us, OK?’I felt I had to put up some resistance after all: I couldn’t become the plaything of three fourteen-year-old girls, surely? “Now Vonnie...”I stopped, hearing the key turning in the lock on the door. The door opened again. Sally led Becky back into the room. Becky with her hands tied and the collar round HER neck!Sally’s face was smeared all over with glistening, half-dried liquid and I realised she must have been eating Becky’s.