Please let her down." You see the power I have over you bitch. I could kill you if I wanted. Nowif I let you down will you call me Madama."Renee could...barely manage a muted, " Yes."When she was lowered hate and anger filled her eyes. Gasping she hissed,"You bastard, what the fuck do you think you're doing. Enraged she tried invain to break free kicking and pulling at her bonds, thrashing her bodyabout.Nothing seemed to break the mistresses composure."You poor baby, so much anger so much spirit.. At the same time she felt a greasy hand slopping muck onto her asshole, and she immediately knew the purpose as she was located on to the massive cock of Jesus which, with her downward weight, pressed at the hole of her ass, pushing it open so that the huge cock began to slide upwards into her body."God!" she gasped as she felt the massive head of the cock opening her hole and stretching her anal passage wide."Not a word we use here," one of the men laughed at her. "My Lord and Master, Satan,". [Author's note: I think it's important for me to say something about myfamily so they're not just faceless people. Regardless of the way mystory ends - and I'm talking big picture here, the way it ends years andyears from now, not the way these diaries read - a reader needs tounderstand something: my parents are awesome. They both grew up outsideof Boston, were high school sweethearts and are still married. Bothgraduated college at a time when very few people even went. My Dad wasa project. Standing in the center of the living room, Billy not once considered the fact that he was still naked as the day he was born. Shawn stood next to him and took mental pictures while still relishing in the after taste of the overall deliciousness of Billy’s tight little ass. Neither man knew exactly what to say, but both didn’t want this to end either. Billy cleared his throat, then softly said, “You know, this don’t seem fair. I’m naked and you’re not!” Once Billy made that statement, he sat.