”“Aye, he’s ready to be converted. All boys have to be converted by carrying our seed.”“Will a slam do?”“Not yet, he’s not ready.”A....pleaded for the man to stop. Tears were rolling down his face, but his boner was raging as fuck! A battle was raging between the animal inside him and the human he is. These men wanted the animal of him to come out, to embrace and endure the pain and bond with these men who were wolves in their own right. They loved the night; they loved to torment A. with all. Anne offered a nightcap but Lynn had to call it a night. Jill, Anne andI sat in the kitchen and talked. Anne said she still had a few surprisesleft before bed."Shelley, you know I set you up with John don't you?" Yes Mistress. At first I was concerned that John would get gettingsomething a little different than he expected, then he said he'd know youfor years. At that point I knew he was in on the game. I loved fuckinghim though." Of course you did, you're just a little sissy cum slut" . One day Mr. Peters was having lunch at the University dining room when Gandhi came along with his tray and sat next to him. The professor said,”Mr Gandhi, you do not understand. A pig and a bird do not sit together to eat.” Gandhi looked at him as a parent would a rude child and calmly replied, “You do not worry, professor. I’ll fly away” and he went and sat at another table.Peters, red with rage, decided to take revenge on the next test paper, but Gandhi responded brilliantly to all questions.. Beverly lifted the head and pulled away from the rest of the corpse turning around."Ok my zombie king. I think it's time to dive into your booty. She said going to her knees and placing his between her thighs and squeezing tight. "Shoved that rotting cock into my booty and eat my pussy like an animal you cannibal monster." she begged. She didn't need to tell the depraved creature twice as it relished his face inbetween her thighs and began to eat out. His body climbed up and one arm reached.