"Hang on, I can cure that real quick," Ron said.Then Ron forced my legs apart and undid his blue jeans fly. He pulled me down in the seat and roughly ...rabbed my waist and began to finger my vagina. "Damn honey, you're not all that wet, this is going to hurt!"I again tried to break free but this time his buddy Bill was ready and twisted my hands above my head. This caused terrible pain and I thought he was going to break both of my hands. At the same time I felt Ron's dick press against me, then. I’m going to turn you into a piece of meat.”He threw himself on his victim, and in one fluid motion, he forced himself inside her down to the base. She shrieked in agony, her hymen shredded and her blood anointing Dominion’s cock. The feeling of him inside her, it was nothing short of evil. She felt herself corrupted, as if he had taken a dagger and carved horrific profanities onto her soul. If there was a God, he must surely be turning his back on her in disgust, like Athena cursing Medusa as. Imelda Lopez clinched her fist into her palm as she read the file of Peter Garner. She had treated a lot of men with similar records, but Garner was different. She closed the folder, got up from her desk and went to the window for some fresh air. She was thirty-five years old and her eight years working as a psychologist for the California prison system had taught her two things: The first was that most violent criminals had no desire to change, the second was that only radical therapy had any. . I needed to feel like he was taking me, making every inch of my stretched asshole his! "Oh my little priss... oh fuck my little priss... I'm gonna r-r-ream your ass when I come, your gonna get a bucket of my sperm... I'm gonna ruin you baby... you're gonna leak cum for a week! You better be ready..." "Do it Greg... do it, make me yours... make me your little priss... cum in me please... ream me... hump me... now... please now!" He rocked up onto his toes and plunged his straining cock between.