"Kneel!"My wonderfully naked nubile wenches scampered to the foot of the bed and assumed a submissive pose, kneeling, heads bowed, hands resting on th...ir thighs palms up. There were no sideward glances or giggling to one another. I caught a whiff of fear from Sally over our link.Good.I let them stew while I thought about the problem that she had presented me. Then I had a flash of inspiration. I hoped. Speaking to Sally, I gave her my instructions. They were simple, but the preparations would. Traetha's groans carried a hint of tortured pleasure as the wet sound of suction accompanied the Ashgani fighter's next thrust, and his fingers pinched the girl's already hardened nipples as he called her a dozen vile names."See, you Choi sluts are legendary," Kresh growled. "See how the tall, big-breasted bitch says 'No!' but then creams up on Vashid's cock as he tears her a new pussy?"The Warlord dragged his two sexy captives to the next brutal coupling. Here the youngest daughter of the. Just because I act like a hard ass, doesnt mean that I am one, Ambrose. I can be a good girl if I want to&hellip, its just so much more fun being bad. His grin came back as Ravenna feathered kisses all the way to his ear. I can show you what I mean&hellip, I promise Ill be good for you, she teased, nipping at his earlobe. How do I know I can trust you? he asked, pulling Ravennas head back so that he could look into her eyes, his fingertips slipping under her shirt to touch her smooth belly.. Mr P was a middle aged single guy, overweight with glasses and a beard, an obvious target for a girl with a devious mind such as Irie. From the first biology class, Irie decided that Mr P was a closet submissive and that before the year was over, she would make it her mission to destroy him for no other reason than the pain it would cause Mr P and the joy she would get out of seeing him broken.During that first biology the question popping up in Irie’s devious mind was:”What would hurt Mr P the.