Actually that wasn't quite correct – because as her long-suppressed narcissistic tendencies came to the fore her top priority became Keri.So in this...case her talent for prioritizing became her worst attribute because she had lost sight of what was most important to her and those she loved.It was Monday mid-morning and Keri sat at her big wood desk in her home office, cosseted behind the heavy wooden sliding doors savoring the first bit of relaxation she had had since last week, and also. Then with a strong push, he inserted his cock with all his strength. My hero was right. It hurt like hell. I’ve never experienced so much pain before. I let out a huge scream.“Aaaahh! Stop it!” I screamed No baby. I won’t stop. Even if your parents come knocking on the door, I won’t stop.”He was fucking ridiculously fast. I could see some blood, but my tears had almost completely covered my vision. Slowly the pain decreased, and the pleasure increased. My “stop!” cries turned into “don’t stop!”. I couldn’t tell her what to do.“Fantastic!” She stretched. Becky sat demurely on the hall bench watching us. Holly was latched onto my side, refusing to let go of our hug, “What’s next?”“We’re going to Mrs MacMillan’s class,” Lisa stroked my arm. She was standing next to Glory. Glory had been one of Stewart’s. One he hadn’t sold. She was mine now. Mine like Becky. Mine like Holly. I held up my hand.“Holly, Becky, Glory,” I called them and they lined up in front of me, “You belong to. "Then another voice, which Helen thought was Colin's, added sarcastically, "Captain Courageous and his crew thank you for choosing Prison Transport Spacelines and don't expect to see you again. Please form an orderly queue for customs and immigration formalities."After a short wait the two doors of the hold opened to a scorchingly hot day with sunlight so bright that Helen was dazzled for some minutes. The porterbots from the space ship moved the cages out onto the tarmac and started to fill.