Gently I push back and press the plug more firmly. Slowly my asshole opens and bearing back the wide end of the plug suddenly slips into my tight ass... all I can now see is the purple round disc of the plug between my shiny buttocks. Next I slide and tug the panty of my glossy tights up over my hips and make sure that the panty seam of my silky tights is perfectly in line with my bottom. I revel at the fullness of my toy and the taught sheer nylon trapping it inside of me. I look towards the. Rolly pulled the sap out of his pocket and put some momentum behind his swing.Martus went down like a sack of turnips.Rolly calmly pulled his dagger and slid it into Martus' heart to make certain the man wouldn't cause any more problems.Rolly looked up to see the terrified woman huddled in the corner of the cabin. He wiped off his dagger, stood up, took a step forward and said, "Hello Damsel Debora, School Teacher of Cassandra, my name is Hero Roland and I'm here to rescue you." Rolly had been. SAY IT." And the sad, pathetic, demoralizing thing was, part of what he said was true. Trisha was all too aware of two of the gangbangers holding Everett in a kneeling position beside the mattress, forcing him to watch everything unfold. He was watching his girlfriend not only getting fucked hard, but also seeing and hearing the evidence of her enjoyment from it. Trisha reached up, fondling her supple cones, ignoring the ache of the piercings, as Malik continued to impale her on his rigid. Later in the morning, the family would all do their usual chores, whether it was cleaning the house, caring for the animals, tending the garden or doing yardwork. Then they'd have dinner together before the girls inevitably went off to do something with their friends.They had a comfortable routine. And it was coming to an end.A part of him felt a little bitter. After all, these were his girls. They were his life. Everything he did—good, bad or indifferent—was all for them. They were his pride.