Notknowing what else to say I blurted out, "It's gone!"I was able to see Ryan reach his new "Maddie hands" into his own pantsbut only for a brief mome...t before I was snatched from my sittingposition and flung across the room onto the couch. My heart felt like itwas beating a thousand times per second. In that brief amount of time Iwas actually, physically tossed. No one has been able to do that to mefor years! While I gathered my thoughts I felt my body responding to theadrenalin. Not only was. And then there was the matter of the baby. Did she deliberately fall pregnant to entrap him? But if that was the case, why did she leave him today just after she had agreed to marry him? Maybe she wasn’t playing him. Maybe the contrariness in her personality and the inconsistency was what was so enticing for him. She was like no-one he had ever met. And he loved it. He knew damn well that tomorrow he would be down there at her place making up. Begging for her to make up. And how they made up.. He looked back at John. “Luckily for you, we’re not torturing you today, we just needed you for an instrument. She’s been abused so thoroughly thus far with no result that this was our last resort.”The man showed what was in his other hand and it made John’s blood run cold and the woman renewed her screaming. It looked like a metal ice cream cone with a blunt tip. It would extend his cock by a further 5 or 6 inches, meaning that he’d most likely be fucking straight into her womb. He strapped it. We never did anything "wrong" but when I was 30 she was 15 and I could tell that her hormones were starting to kick in and no way was I getting caught in this horror story. So I always joked around, made sure she had a good decent boyfriend and never did anything stupid. Along with my sister, who was divorced by then, and myself, I guess we kinda raised a lilt girl that made us proud. In fact I played father figure but nothing else. 

A few years go by and I moved to the country, bought a small.