My heart was pounding. ‘Roadkill,’ I said, ‘Did you have to do such a damn good job?’ ‘What can I say?’ he said. ‘I’m an artist. I lov... my work. The pigtails are permanent, by the way. That’s part of what took so long. Your hair was being ‘programmed’ to grow like that, so to speak. You’ll save a fortune on styling, but you can’t change it. You’ll stay adorable whether you like it or not. Heh.’ I said some very unladylike things then. After I exhausted my vocabulary of swear words, Roadkill. His groping hand found the nail jutting out next to his eye, and he cried out in pain as he pulled it out and threw it aside. A high pitched noise filled his ears and his head felt like a ringing bell. The world seemed to sway before his eyes. The kid had no idea such pain existed. ‘That’ll teach you to sass me boy.’ The man grunted. Through a haze of red, the kid looked up to see the man standing over him, stinking of booze and smiling a drunkard’s smile. He struggled to remove the snarl of. Her sponsor will not incur my approval either."There was a low buzz of conversation as the assembled worthies speculated as to what, exactly, the Emirs disapproval might take, were any of the candidates to prove not to be virgins."Kashiefa will now come forward."As the woman came to the Emir's dais wearing an abaya, her sponsor, Hajji Kofi Natsheh, stood and the Emir nodded his permission for him to present his candidate.The venerable Hajji then started the formal presentation by removing the. I knew the kid was ready for some butt fucking, but that I’d have to take it slow. I ran the head of my cock back and forth across his hole a couple of times then placed the head right on target. I gave a gentle push, intending to slowly enter him, inch by inch. All of a sudden the kid's hole opened up and I sank balls deep inside. As my belly pressed into his butt cheeks, I heard him give out a little groan and sigh of pleasure. “You sure as hell ain't no virgin, are you kid?" I said. “Uh no,.