He pulled on her hair, forcing her to raise herself up so her tits could bounce freely. After years of dominating men, she thought herself the queen o... sex, but there was a huge difference in always doing cowgirl to control her man, and being savagely taken from behind by a beast. Next to her, Hijiri lay limp on her father’s desk. It was her turn to listen to her sister’s cries as she was raped. It was her turn to watch her sister get violated. But there was some light left in her, enough. What was wrong with it?”Julie didn’t answer him, she looked around the floor for the abandoned dildo, but she couldn’t see it.“Did you lose something else?” George watched her with bemusement. “Drop your bra, too?”“No.” Julie shook her head. “I’ve got everything.” The dildo wasn’t there. Maybe the ghost had taken it with her to pleasure herself. The thought sent a chill down her spine. “I was just thinking, George. Maybe we should bring in someone to rid our house of ... unwanted. He looked at Steve. "What are you going to do, you dog?"Steve shrugged, and Ronnie headed for the door and out.He listened as footsteps faded away. Weirdly erotic now, in this equipment room, the smell of sex heavy in the air. He stood over Heather, then slid his hand up along her legs. He had never been the squeamish type, and his hand slid onto her pussy. Sure, the other guys had been there, but what to hell, and he slipped his fingers inside, turned on that she was so full of cum, turned on. Fear began pooling in her chest, her body filled with adrenaline as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more feeble even though her panic continued to rise as she remained unable to find a way out. She didn't want to go out like this! She refused to! Right then a long, sleek, robotic arm descended out of a hole in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small glint of something metallic and sharp at.