I granted your wish.” The possibilities of what I could do with these powers swirled in my head... and throw in immortality and eternal youth, to bo...t! “Are there rules I need to follow?” I asked. “No. There are none. There is no more danger to these powers than the danger inherent in eating. You are, undeniably, the most powerful person on earth, Mistress. Only those who have greater demonic powers can even touch you.” And I knew from my research that no demon larger than an imp had ever been. She had been home coming queen and only hung around with the jocks. Wanda looked at Robert with a smile on her face and spoke to him for the first time ever, "Hi Rob, how you doing?" Robert replied, "Good, how about you?" Wanda skipped the rest of the small talk. "Becky said you told her that you have a big cock. Is that true?" Robert blushed but smiled, "From what we learned in Sex Ed class I think I do. It's more than 7 inches when it's hard and that's a lot of the time." "Is it hard. The girls were dragged kicking and screaming out of the tent by the remaining individuals. A quick count told me there were at least eight of them, maybe more outside of our camp keeping watch. Each girl was rolled onto her belly, a short rope with a loop at one end was placed over their head so the loop tightened snug; their arms were pulled back to the small of their back where their wrists were crossed and bound with the rope; their ankles were then pulled up bending at the knee until their. One of the guys, Big Al, was retiring, and she was the only woman there. This wasn't unusual, there were often only 2 or 3 women at these "smokers", but on this occasion she was alone. After a while, the guys started to get a bit rowdy, and started questioning whether a "Stripagram" had been ordered. Attention moved towards Gwenetta, who was as usual being a little uppity tease, and was looking very sexy with her big black ass undulating in her tight skirt. She had caught one or two looking at.