If you do, I will hunt you downin the bowels of hell, and I shall guarantee your suffering to be twentytimes as hard as what the devil has chosen for ...ou."Madenma let go of Henry's neck, and Henry fell to the floor wheezing.He was barely able to muster out a, "Yes, master," before rushing out ofthe lab and into the night. Time was not on his side, and he didn'tthink that it was a good night to die.* * * * *It had been a slow night for Mark, and by 10:00 he had only managedto get one trick. . Her new taken back to her cell with her new correct girly-lips. She sits, and she stinks. Her body has been washed not in so, so long. She stinks even worse between the hips now. Xenomorph leather gets very, very smelly when it's wet. She is still clothed not below the hips now. After all, now that she has been properly circumcised, she no longer needs her vaginal lips to be hidden! Not to mention that her Master shall need to use her sweet little chocolate lips for the next part of her. I was so lost in myself that I did not notice the tall brunette that had appeared in the mirror until I felt her hands on me, cupping my breasts and caressing them with fervour. I suddenly gasped as her hands continued working my breasts, squeezing softly and then firmly. I watched her reflection as she leaned in and buried her face in my neck, her lips pressed softly against it, kissing and then licking. Her tongue ran up and down my warm flesh, tasting me. I felt my breath quicken as I tilted. ‘Hi mom, I’m home,’ Tillie called as she came through the door. The conversation started as it always had only this time Tillie felt she had some news to tell. ‘I met a man today momma.’ ‘Did you now dear,’ her mother replied. ‘Was it that nice Clarke boy you always liked?’ ‘No momma and you know Joe Clarke is just a friend. This was a man I’d never seen before, he’s from Boston.’ ‘From Boston now is he?’ Her mother replied. ‘Well, I think he is. We didn’t really talk but his voice sounded like.