A half dozen corvettes had transited in rapid sequence and spread out in a bid to destroy the minefield they knew would be waiting for them. A cruiser...came through on their heels, only to be greeted by fresh salvoes of mines. By the time the remaining four cruisers, eight corvettes and a dozen scouts had all transited, the seven leading ships were shattered hulks, bleeding air and wreckage as they drifted away from the wormhole on momentum alone.Five minutes later, the last of the mines had. It will just be better for you if you comply, already.” I said it all very calmly and she started crying even more, loudly, as if I had gone there and hit her. I smoked my cigar and waited. I had won, and I knew that.“P-Pleeease…” She begged, sobbing.“Alissa, hands on the couch, panties down. Now. I’m losing my patience.”And she did it. Shaking, she bent forward until her hands touched the couch, then she reached for the sides of her panties and slid them down slowly. When she had it slid down. I reached and grabbed her, getting a closer look at her. She was super hot. A 14 year old white girl, 5'2" probably, 100 pounds, with a cute childish face, C cups and a hot ass. I pushed her down, dropped my pants and boxers, and then pulled of my shirt. I pulled her up by her pony tail, and then she saw my massive cock. She started balling her eyes out, and I slapped her 3 times. "Bitch, you’re going to suck my dick, and if you bite I'm going to fucking slit your throat slut." She tried. Georgia stood up and came over. “Ooh, rum, and good stuff, too.” It was a bottle of one of the better Bacardi brands. “You didn’t have to, but since you did, rum punch?” Paige and the others agreed, and Georgia began to putter around her elaborate blender. “Okay, the Saturday afternoon hen party is officially started!”“I see you got the blender back,” said Brenda.“Yes, Barb’s boys came over the middle of last week and picked it up.” She turned to Barbara and said, “They’ve very helpful young.