Then I heard what you were saying and I had to pick up,” you said.I blushed when I realized you were listening and the red in my cheeks deepened whe... I knew that you might have guessed that I was touching myself.“What were you doing,” you asked. “Were you touching yourself?”I admitted that I was.“Well, don’t stop on my account. In fact, why don’t you tell me what you’ve been doing you naughty girl.”I loved it when you called me a “naughty girl” so I hesitated for only a moment before I jumped. The little girl's screams only seeming to add to the strange music of their voices.Their chanting soon taking on a more intense tone as a strange, distant hissing sound came from far down one of the old lava tubes that lead from the room.The young girl on the altar looked up at the sound as it became a rumbling growl, her tear-filled eyes going wide as she stared into the dark narrow tunnel, situated so that she could see down the length of it between her feet."What- What is that?!" she. Jasmine stood at the side of the bed with her clasped hands hanging in front of her. Her eyes were locked on him with apprehension or anticipation. He couldn't decide which so he settled on a little of both.Vinny stepped up to the young girl. Towering over the small figure, he cupped her chin in his hand and tilted her head back. He leaned over, slowly bringing his lips closer and closer to hers. Jasmine's eyes were big and round. When their lips met, she closed her eyes and moaned. He gently. One reason was the shear size of he toy. This was not just a little plug. Michelle said she needed to train me to accommodate larger objects penetrating me and that this would please Master - that last goad usually pushed me over the edge into wishing to do my utmost to please him.In addition, it had taken some no small adjusting to get used to the idea of no longer being a boy and dreaming about fucking girls and taking them for my pleasure. It was not easy accepting that now I would be the.