She screamed out and begged him before he had even started, there was just laughter as she felt her ass cheeks pulled apart and a hardness against her...wrinkled anus. She pleaded and then screamed again as he pushed hard but was unable to force his way in. Then a finger invaded followed by a second and a third and a fourth and she felt him simply pull apart the two fingers of each hand to open her. She was sure that she would tear and her screams and pleas went unheeded as he pushed his prick. He cut her open carefully and extracted a small monster. It tried to bite him. He wrung its neck. When he dropped it on the floor, I pulled it away and shot it between the eyes. It quit wiggling then. He closed her up carefully.He looked over at me. He said, "That's what I was told to expect. Now, we'll take care of the other one. She's not so far along and we may be able to take like an abortion. They don't die easily." No, sir. However, they do die. I'm glad to kill them. My parents and. Sandra entered the room and grabbed a cup of coffee. Turning, she caught him looking around with an expression on his face that was just a little too wide eyed for her comfort. All she needed in her life was another puppy dog. She sighed at the thought of having a coworker who was going to be hitting on her."What's the matter?" Jack asked."Nothing," Sandra answered.Gesturing to the room around him, he said, "It's all so overwhelming. I never expected to have such a nice office until I was an. Burnside’s original intention had been that Wendy should serve in the nude. She planned to have Wendy on the floor the entire evening, forcing her to be fully exposed to the party-goers. It was to be Wendy’s ultimate act of submission and servitude, after which she would begin her slow transition to having her life back. Amy had changed those plans, as well as canceling part of the punishment Burnside had wanted to inflict on Heather. Burnside reflected that not only had she influenced Amy’s.