“More like whom. Tristan Watson, the wizard who created me, went there in 1992. I was trying to send you to him, and his family since the child you ...arried was related to them. I’m also sorry for that error.”“I’ve since been updated, and I now know not to do that again. I’ve scanned you and the boy, and both of you are in excellent health. However, your magical items seem to be in need of repair. I suggest you access the living area and see if Tristan has left copies of his spell books. I relaxed my vaginal muscles and allowed his long big cock to enter me fully. I felt as if it has reached my cervix. My god how big it was giving me a tight feeling throughout the length of my hole. We did not talk anything at all. No pleasanteries. Just action and nothing but action. He fucked expertly. His movements inside were clearly felt by every nerve end of mine. Gradually he increased his speed, fucking deeply. He drew it fully out and plunged it in. It was a heavenly feeling. I raised. ..read..how he wants to display me to other men as the ultimate tit-harlot. Will you train me and make me that way so only sadists will want to look at me? He exposed me once to some men at his home. I felt so slutty.If only my tits were Bigger I could excite him more. It can't be done in the usual ways. It has to HURT. OH GOD! It has to hurt me terribly so I can deserve bigger tits."And so, I've been building tits for her. A half-cup size at a time. She was only a D cup when she arrived. Of. He legs ached. Smack, another hit to the head. Pounding.This was crazy. They were going to kill her.Darkness.Total PAIN again.=======================================================Now it was my turn. Tommy’s cum ran down her leg. My three Boys had filled her with three loads.Bent over the fuck bar I watched her quivering. I ran my hand over her bitch ass. How many times had I watched her thinking about this minute. SHE IS MINE. SHE IS FUCKING MINE. I ran my hand over her ass. I bent.