She had heard the rumor that was spread amongst the coven that she was the product of that fateful night but since she didn't feel any sense of devil'... blood flowing in her veins so she assumed it was just a fanciful tale to make the young people more aware of the need for secrecy.They raised their combined thirteen witches voices in the time honored incantation."We call on he who unlocks our evil instincts. We call on him to rid our flesh of mundane thoughts of money and family life. Fill us. “My little whore needs my cock in all of her tight little holes,” he says as he glides his soapy hand over his wet cock. “I’m going to press your back against the shower wall and you’re going to bounce on my cock until you squirt that delicious pussy juice all over me. You’ll still be shaking with pleasure when I turn you around and slip my big cock all of the way inside of that tight little ass. Making you my personal little cum bucket.”His words trigger me as a ragged moan escapes me and my. As the week wore on I would be comingand going and would notice them watching me. When I would walk by theynever said anything but one of the guys always smiled at me.While one night I got a phone call and he said his name was Rick and helived down the hall from me. He told me what he looked like and then Irealized it was the young black guy that has been smiling at me. He saidhe would like to come down to my room and talk to me but he didn't wantanyone to see him come there. I was scared and. Look at this.” I tapped the blue pin on my collar. I saw her eyes dart up to the tapping sound my nails made, and then her body language shifted, she posture corrected itself, she suddenly seemed focused, her eyes looking at my pin, the muscles in her face going slack, and her whole being said, ‘relaxed.’ I know the thoughts going through her head, we went out of our way to put them in there, ‘I’m happy letting others think for me,’ ‘I like looking pretty,’ ‘I will obey my superiors without.