Then balls-deep cocks humping and slapping balls against willing bottoms. Nipples cruelly clamped with crocodile clips. Hands tied to bed ends. Legs a...chored to spreader bars... every shape and size of butt plug slipping into tight pussy holes. Turning right over and tugging at the pillows to cover her ears and eyes, she mechanically begins to hump the mattress, alternating between letting her clitty slide along its rough surface and feeling her own pussy opening and then clenching around an. As I laid down in my bed hearing all the parents drink the night away. Laughing every ten mins or so keeping me awake. I was wondering what Tracy was doing in her room all alone. I gave up trying and forced myself to sleep before dad was gonna get in here and wake me up with his snoring. I knew if I was asleep before he got in here. I would be fine since I'm such a deep sleeper.Owe! Suddenly I awoke. The bed was so damaged from yrs of use that a spring had been pushing along my ribcage and it. They know who they are. Come forth! Both of you." he ordered.Lycanthia and Keith walked up to the altar, theirs faces partly shadowed by their hoods."Lycanthia, place thy self upon the altar and give yourself to our father," he told her. Her heart was beating so fast. She looked up at Keith and then at Rita who was standing off to the side. Keith nodded to her to do what he said. She climbed onto the altar, her robe falling open to reveal her nakedness as she lie prostate between the flickering. "It's the old paradox problem. The paradox where if you went back in time and killed your grandfather then you wouldn't have been born so you couldn't go back in time to kill your grandfather." Taking that one step further, if we did go back and prevent her brutal death, in all likelihood someone else would have been killed in her place. That change in past events would have definitely altered the time line. Our time line. With that change, in all probability Will, something would have happened.