I stood behindher and I could now feel my cock pressing her buttocks and she just stood therewithout talking to me and in few minutes my cock was rock...hard in the warmnessand softness of her buttocks and started rubbing her buttocks for which she didnot say anything and it went on for another 10 minutes then came a stop wheremore people got inside and there was this girl who came and stood veryclose to her such that now my thighs was touching the other girl’s buttockswhile my cock is grinding. He was getting more and more violent. He had turned nasty with her. So, why cant she go back to your mums place. Because shes a horny teenager, and she needs to have her faith in men restored. And how am I supposed to achieve that? By being your normal charming self, spending this whole weekend with her, and fucking her brains out. You want me to fuck your 18-year old sister? Yes. I promised her that you would. I know that you would like to, because Ive seen you looking at her. And youre OK. You weren't the nastiest of the slavers, you feed your lot well, regularly cleaned them and never beat them so fa it would have any lasting damage.Amy, around 20,had been in your service for two years. She did what you said without a second thought. She was in good shape, her long blond hair wasn't badly roughed up, you kept her clean which made all the difference and after years of service she still suited certain urges well, still nice and tight with perky bouncing breasts, she had even. Fifteen minutes of silence later Wendy pulled up behind the studio. Melody and Lissa were frantically silent when I looked back at them. They were holding onto each other like that would save the world. Wendy slammed on the brakes and we all piled out and rushed the door. We pushed through the clothing and found Kate sitting alone in the middle of the studio floor. She was surrounded by drawings and sketchbooks, many of which had been torn apart. Tears were flowing down her cheeks as she.