Why did the stupid twat go to such efforts to keep me alive - I wanted to fucking die! The next night he came I was disappointed to still be alive, e...pecially when trhe silly sod raped me again. I had started to be glad of all the pain I was in knowing I deserved punishing for being such a selfish stupid cunt that Wednesday night but what disgust I felt when I found myself enjoying the rape this time. The more he hurt me the greater the ecstasy but I still can't fucking believe that shameful. She decided that she wouldn’t work for others, she would just do her own thing, which was inventing. She sat back at her work table and moved things about a bit. There were cogs and winches scattered on the table, and she slowly started to put it into some sort of order. Over the next two hours, she worked endlessly, standing up and putting pieces into a funny looking machine.After a few hours she looked at the machine to see it coming together. It was a metallic man, a robot, an automaton. You. To my young eyes it was a bizarre sight. For sure, I could see that it was a vagina (a word that I didn't know at the time; my Mum said I should call it my 'front bum'). It looked very similar to my Mother's, a sort of gash just like mine but, unlike my smooth slit, was all covered and surrounded by black curly hairs. As for that meaty-looking thing which was pushing between the fat lips, I had no idea ... but it did look intriguing and confirmed to me that us girls could indeed put things. ... Stelero Mars, Archbishop Silternjan, Cardinal Northstar, in addition to all fourth level Martial Mortal members of the church and several of the third level Martial Mortals, were seated on long backrest wooden chairs around a rectangle table from the same type of wood.A small altar was situated before the west wall of the room they occupied. Before the opposite wall was a podium with an opened, holographic scroll, ready to be read at a moment of convenience. The north wall was black as a.