..The thing didn't stop at my thigh, easily sliding underneath my thin running shorts.My blonde ponytail brushed against the back of my shoulders as I...ran, blocking out my thoughts. There were two different tracks running in my mind, my usual, dominant type-A personality demanding that I get my ass to a hospital right now.And another, more soothing whisper, telling me it would all be alright.Just keep running.Just keep going.Everything will be fine.I kept running, trying to block out the. [But I wasn’t quite this excited about the son’s demands for going to mass]The entire bit about both doing my father’s bidding and making me livestock, what the hell? Nothing made sense and I put it out of my mind. I didn’t want to think about it but I did want to think about letting my bunk mates fuck me right away.The angels weren’t helping me save my soul and the only creatures I cared about were reaching my soul through my ass hole with fingers in as far as they would go. It reminded me of. .......COCK!!” I shouted, staring right into the camera, now not caring if the windows were open, I didn’t care who knew.I realised why I had been told to suck him, knew it was so that he would last longer as he fucked me.“On your back darling” he said and pulled out so that I could change position.I felt my arse gape now that it’s plug had been removed, and I wanted it filled again quickly!I lay on my back, pulled my legs up and after he had ripped my knickers off (I liked that!) I felt him. On with the story....Karen Morris sat in the privacy of the restroom stall, hiding away and shaking slightly. It was another bad day at work; they all seemed to be bad nowadays. Ever since she had been promoted to team leader by dint of her long service, she was well out of her depth and she knew it. She had just finished a session with her supervisor, who had been on her back about falling productivity and, when she had returned to try to chivvy up the telesales girls she was nominally in.