?Are you sure? It’s hard work.? I said. ?She’s not kidding man, that metal weighs a ton.? My brother said. I wanted to kick him and tell him to ...hut up. ?Yeah, let’s go.? Paul said, closing his books. ?Okay, thanks. Come on Brian, we’ll drop you off. You’ll have to walk back.? As Paul and I walked into the store where I got my supplies, the owner came out to greet me. He was a long time sub of my mentor and had been on the receiving end of my paddle a few times, when she had been too. “Even after taking a fist your pussy is still virgin tight Missy,” he said leaning down to suck on one of my little titties. As painful as the fucking was my body started to respond, loving the feeling of Daddy’s cock stretching my little pussy open. It was so sensitive that I could feel every vein and every inch of his cock sliding in and out of my body. “Fuck you’re such a good little Daddy slut baby,” he grunted, fucking me harder. “Did you like playing with Beth’s dogs yesterday?”I nodded,. Um... Nice to meet you?"(unknown) "you can't understand her at the moment axel so ill be your interpreter I'm kila by the way"(kila) "and befor you ask, this isn't a dream you died I'm not God... She's a lazy bitch and doesn't do anything... Hasn't in nearly 2000 years actually calls it a holiday... Fucking arse holes holiday piled up MY WORK... Sorry I know she's omnipresent even if she pretends not to be... I'm also your reaper today as well as hers the problem being you are not ment to die. ‘Wow, that is an amazing story’, she finally said after my lecture on the subject. ‘Sometimes I wish that I could have been in a coma for a good portion of my life. It must be good not to be able to remember all of the bad things that happened to you.’ Her eyes left mine and watched the sun setting over the quad. I could not believe what I was hearing from her. ‘Good? I lost my whole life. I lost my friends. My memories’, the reality of the situation was weighing on my shoulders again and I.