My screams of pain only encourage him to be rougher. You. Believe. Me. Now. I say each word with each thrust of his cock. Yes, I believe you he keeps ...ucking me hard, blood still spilling out of my now non-virgin pussy. Mmm, it will be over soon he says as he moans close to exploding in me. I close my eyes and imagine a peaceful place to be. All of a sudden he stops, pulls out his cock just before he cums, he grabs my undies and saturates them in his cum. Noooo!! I have to walk home with them. I took out my tool and masturbated in the toilet cumming in her panty. I cleaned my cock with the panty and dropped it on the floor. From that day, I yearned for her the more. Next day I stole one of her panty and I masturbated that night thinking about her. Oh! I needed to fuck her. God provided me the opportunity to fulfill my desire.Aunt Roopa invited me around to the house a couple of days later. Dayal had gone to college. She wanted me to fix a broken rack in her kitchen. I had promised. She has had many operations to rebuild them, but it is taking a long time for them to heal. The doctors think that in time she will walk again; but she refused to stay in a rehabilitation centre, preferring instead to come home. But of course I can only do so much for her on my own, and apart from looking after her personal needs, we need to be taking a more active part in her recovery."In short: we need someone that we can trust, and I believe that that person could be you, George! I can't. And I think he made his own a harem of guys.”“Well, that’s ambitious,” Rebecca, my fellow cheerleader sex slave, said. She was another accidental sex slave, created when her and Tracy heard words Justin spoke to me while time was paused... They were accidents like me, mind-controlled to be Justin’s.“Yeah,” I said, an interesting idea percolated through my mind. Our Master could make any girl in our high school into his sex slave. The next time he paused time, he could have an entire army of.