As Marcus watched his whore smoking obediently before him, he startedto become erect - Estelle was his perfect sex doll - and he reached outcasually t... cup and tickle her balls through her silk panties.Estelle moaned with pleasure at Marcus' touch. "No, Daddy, please don'ttouch me, it's so rude and naughty, Daddy," she pleaded in a whiningvoice."Shut the fuck up, you little whore," Marcus replied, "you're mine todo with as I please and for being the cheap, smoking slut you are, youwill be. ”The tone and manner of Conroy’s reply had me seething with rage. As he turned to walk away I caught hold of his sleeve, together with a portion of his arm. “You will address me as Sir Elijah, you snot-gobbler,” I said.He winced in pain as I applied pressure on his arm, and I was enraged enough to have ripped the damn thing off his body and rammed it up his fundament had not a flunky interrupted me.“Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent invites you to join her in the breakfast room, Sir. Agnes’ mouth opened in protest as the shirt was ripped off her body.Ripped. By an intangible force. She saw the experiments, the data, she knew he was strong. But it was made clear just how much. Agnes tried to scream, but terror made the sound catch in her throat. He destroyed her bra as well, and she began hyperventilating.“V-v-victor…” The rubbing against her pussy was so rough now that it hurt, but as much as she squirmed, Agnes was incapable of escaping it at all.Her struggle was renewed,. He couldn’t believe that thick dick had been in his mouth. “If I had called the police, you would be in a jail tank getting gang raped at either end right now. For a few months, you would be in jail with daily gang bangs. Then, you’d go to court and be sent to prison after a few more months. Once you made it to your prison, you might get lucky and find you a convict husband, you might find you a convict pimp. After a while, you would get parole but by that time, you would know more about.