The nudge from Greg brought me back to why we were there.I walked over to the writhing women and began to stroke my cock as I watched them. Their slen...er bodies underneath me. They noticed I was standing over them and poised themselves to receive my cum. I felt the warmth travel up my cock and I looked for a spot to cover on Christie. I worked my hand faster and harder. Just as I felt the muscles in my arm and wrist tire, my cock began to spasm releasing my jism. I watched as they squirmed. Curious, I put the key in the lock and it snapped open.Shit! I thought, panicking. I was free! All I had to do was open the door and leave, and then I would be released from this coven of crazy witches...I looked back towards the main area where I heard someone laughing.Quick, I thought. Time to go. Time to get out of here, pack up my entire life, and move someplace far, far away where no one knows me or can associate me in any way to this group of girls who all, somehow, were able to get. He would walk up to me as I slept, kick me awake and kneel over my face and piss into my open mouth and go back to bed as I struggled to go back to sleep on the cold hard floor and that disgusting taste in my mouth made it only worse Just like the bed, I was forbidden from using any and all furniture in the house without permission. If I got tired in between chores, I had to sit on the floor to rest. I was used as a furniture quite regularly though. I would be on all fours and used as a. I felt at the time that Bethany having colic was the worst possible thing that could have happened to our family. However, compared to later events it would seem insignificant. Up to this point in her life, Bethany’s physical development had been quicker than either of her two sisters’ or with that of most children in her age group. It was if she was if she were trying to compress a lifetime into a few spans of time. I would soon wish I had paid closer attention to this feeling. One Monday in.