And, more importantly, you're my slut! And being my slut, I'll mould you into whatever I want... and what I want, in the long term, is for you to be s...ared of me. Are you scared of me now, Carol?" Scared might be too strong a word, Sir. You certainly worry me, that's for sure!"Suddenly he reached out with both hands and placed one onto each of my new boobs before squeezing them hard. The pain that shot though me was immediate and agonising. I screamed out loud, a small amount of warm urine. And he watches her, as he walks towards her he can see her lips part slightly, in anticipation of his kiss. But instead of kissing her, he finds himself, or rather, this more self-assured version of himself, walking past her and lounging back against the pillows on the bed behind. Her eyes follow him, and a slight tremor crosses the lower half of her face. It is a tiny movement that would have been imperceptible to almost anyone else but Hunter. It tells him that he’s in control, and he feels. Her body was relaxed and there was no resistance to my penetration. My cock slid deep into her urethra and right into her bladder. It was only about ten minutes until my cock squirted cum deep inside her bladder. I leaned down to kiss her cold dead lips, slid her eyes shut and got ready to dispose of the body. I wrapped her body in an old worn out rug after wrapping her in plastic just so no blood or fluids would leak out. I put her body into the trunk of my old caddy. The trunk was more than. That Victor himself was gone was little comfort."I've waited a long time, Melinda," Jo cooed as she traced her fingers in swirls around one of Melinda's nipples. "First Victor and his silly arbitrary rules about how young is too young, and then your mother keeping you from me."Melinda moaned as her pleasure rose, and she slipped her finger into her helpless pussy as she knew her aunt would want her to do. No words would come for any other intent. Her mother had properly prepared her to be the.