The stone keeps the soul from harm, it holds the soul to the body, it prevents the demon from touching us, it blinds us to her enchantments. But Madel...ine is only young, Penn, and I am getting older. It cost me so much to make the choker charms, I cannot do it any more. I have left all of the protections to her to make, I just do not have the strength."I have spent most of my energies on deceiving my Church. I have been doing everything I possibly can to hide what has been going on here in. She kept muttering no, but as my pace increased she started heaving and panting.She was mine now. I pulled her tits out and started mauling them with both hands. Letting go off one, I pulled her hair back and planted my mouth on hers. As my tongue slid in her mouth, the realization that my ages old fantasy was coming true hit me hard. Letting go of her hair, I pulled her pants down and started fingering her pussy. She panted and moaned into my mouth as her tits and pussy was being ravaged by. "Don' believe ya. Look at 'er." Show him, Christine," I said to her. "Don't be afraid." No," she squealed, pulling free. The highwayman tossed her skirt up on her lap, yanked her knees apart and gaped at the foul matter oozing from the girl's light-haired crotch. Her cunny was already red and swollen and the viscous goo flowing from it was a greenish-brown and had left stains on the inside of her white thighs. "Shit," he said, "that's enough to make a man puke." You'd do better poking a goat,". I take a glass and empty it with a gulp, Carmen looks at me amused. The doorbell rings.“Cassandra,” calls Carmen.A black-clad young woman with long black hair comes up to us.“Cassandra this is Fynn. I have to go to the door, maybe you can explain a few things to him if he has any questions.”“Of course, no problem,” says Cassandra and nods. She reaches out to me, we shake hands.“Hi, I'm Cassandra, I'm your punisher today,” she smiles at me.“Ok, uh… could have been worse, I think,” I reply.