I can’t wait. Pleeease, saab. I will give you so much pleasure, and I’m sure, you will also give me lots of pleasure.]He inserted his finger insid... my cunt. It was paining. He pushed it more. It hurt more. I held his strong hand. He sucked my nipple to distract me. he pushed it more. “aaaah. Dard ho raha hai.” I screamed in pain. He bited my nipple. Her hands came and pushed my mouth away. He forcefully came on top and pushed both my hands to the side. My tits were standing on a high, fully. I was purchased after my death, apparently. Wholesale. The god of my world had a chosen people and I wasn’t one of them. I don’t resent him for it. He didn’t throw me into some kind of hell. Apparently The Company was some kind of interdimensional entertainment corporation. I didn’t really love the idea of being someone’s sex doll or action figure, but they assured me that hardly anyone actually wanted someone who wasn’t happy to be there, and they typically used the souls of serial rapists for. It was open so that I could see credit cards. I couldn’t see if there was cash in it. I took it to the clerk. Now, I was wearing a backward baseball cap and my silver chain. Well, there was this old woman ahead of me in line. When I returned the wallet, she made a big to do of it. She told me what a good thing I’ve done. At one point she said, ‘You didn’t… you didn’t…’ It made me feel good that she thanked me. I’m actually a rather scrupulous person, which is I’m still so bitter about what the. Sexual deviancy can be an inherited trait passed onto those of us, who are willing and curious enough to want it.My mother was a woman with a huge appetite for sex, she made sure of her needs by being a masseuse who was willing to cater for her impulsive moods for men by using the skills of her hands, her scent and body to arouse and mount just at the right time, gratifying both her financial and sexual requirements simultaneously.As her daughter she would smuggle me into her single room.