I’d grown up with no friends, and little connection with my family. I spent my time reading books and playing on the computer. I grew weary of my li...estyle, and began looking through things of the occult and things my parents would never have spoken of with me. I became fascinated by telepathy and mind control. I never succeeded, but was still amused with it and kept practicing. Finally I got a job, and filled my time with work, long forgetting my studies. I never did make any friends. Finally. " Ni? do you mean No?" she looked at me wide eyed. " Ni! No! Nooooo!" she kept saying no and ni over and over agian i slapped her agian she stopped. " Quit i dont like hurting my slaves," i push one of her legs up and spread it. She screams i see her fingers dig into her palms i smile looking down at her little pussy. " I wonder," i said softly i slide one finger in she cried saying no over and over agian. " No wonder," i mutter she was high price she was unused a virgen her flower was still. My mom was a fat woman with a flawless and fair skin. Though she was 46, she looked like 34. She had very big 38D yet slightly firm boobs while my girlfriend had only 32D. I wanted to squeeze my mother’s milky boobs but my ethical brain didn’t want me to think that way. So I looked down.“Don’t do anything stupid. I will wear clothes and come”, she said.My drunk half didn’t want her to go. So I asked her to stay with me. She quietly came near me, held my hand and guided me to sleep on the bed. I. Upon being herded unceremoniously into Gnathar from the border of the Kingdom of Illuminants early that spring, the Gnathar warriors who had arrested Alyssa, Myka, Donnar, and their protectors lead their horses up the crowded main boulevard and straight to the Palace of the Empire. They were quickly passed through the impressively imposing gates to the courtyard before the front door of the Palace by large, muscular Gnathar in shining breast plates and carrying huge axes as if they weighed.