"This has been a fuck ton better than a lethal injection. I had fun. We had fun. It's... more than I deserve."- - -Whether out of recognition of her r...le in things, or because she couldn't resist even knowing what it was doing to her, or if she was just resigned to her fate, Lauren kept begging Gruthsorik to fuck her, day after day. He always complied, though with clear reluctance. Towards the end of the sixth week, Claire was doing paperwork while half watching the video feed of Lauren being. Fine."Rape ok. Beating not. Got it."So when do I start class?" Right now." And here we are! IF you have any more questions just ask me! And I will be more than happy to help you ok?" The girl Rena said or the futa, she was tall towering over me a six foot eight. I smiled weakly as the pale-skinned blue-eyed, double D futa with a dick that seemed to be as thick as her legs that let swayed freely in her skirt.She smiled down her pink skirt and school top critically short as I blushed. She was the. “What are you watching?” I asked Elyse.“A new show called Seinfeld. It’s kind of quirky. It’s almost over and I didn’t put a tape in. But I don’t think it’s your kind of show.”“I don’t watch much TV, really. I try to catch L.A. Law but if I miss it, I don’t really worry about it. I’ve missed about half the races this season already. Not that it matters all that much, given that Bill’s had a pretty crappy season. He did win at Michigan a week ago, and he was fourth at Daytona on Sunday, which is. And they did.Carl got worse and worse. I certainly couldn't control him. "You're not my mother! I don't have to listen to you," he'd insist, and go on doing whatever it was he wanted. Daddy thought Carl could do no wrong, most of the time. If Carl did annoy him, he'd blow up and Carl would be in for a whipping. Daddy really believed in not sparing the rod as they say. Consequently Carl avoided daddy as much as he could.I couldn't avoid Carl, unfortunately. He was there when I got home from.