Two, Hugo is the biggest fraud you could ask to meet, and has been shining me on right along. Hell, I guess I’m gullible enough, even that fucking b...by-rapist had me going.In fact, maybe he’s even shining himself on, to the point that he actually believes what he’s saying and doing. He’s the one who’s wigged out, not me.That seems pretty hard to go for, though. The Internet can’t find anything at all about cults or groups that go back to caveman living, and I can’t imagine he could have done. I was instructed to bend over with my legs apart, andthen to get down on all fours with my knees wide apart. I arched my back tofully display my pussy to the photographers, and by now the crowd were in atight group around me, a stray hand touching my pussy and ass hole. I wanted toput on a show to really live my fantasy to the full, so I turned over onto myback, and began to finger my pussy, very, very slowly, looking up at the facesnow crowded tightly around me. Two, three then four fingers. 11/EDITOR'S WARNING: This story has strong forced sexual and BDSM themes, and is not at all suitable for those not interested in "Bad Endings" for the heroines and heroes. There are many possible story paths, each with their own dangers. Turn back now if you expect mostly happy endings.This is the dark story of a modern world corrupted by a newly awakened witch. Three hundred years ago, the witch Benacia Vilmire was born from ashes and grew an underworld kingdom built to suit her lust for. Marcie is breathing hard again from a mixture of pleasure and pain. I'm in heaven. I can't believe how tight her ass is, no matter how many times I've fucked it before.I wait for her to get used to me, just as she waited before. After a minute, I begin slowly moving in and out of her tight ass. The sensation is wonderful, the best I've had all night. I grab her hips and start moving faster. I begin groaning and mumbling in pleasure.“Ah. Urgh. Fuck yes.”She's returning it.“Yes. Yes. I love your.