"Does everybody know about her," I nodded over my shoulder as we walked away from the lock room."Our Mars bar queen," he chuckled, "sure kid, I bet sh... gets banged ten times a day. She doesn't eat anything but Mars bars." Oh," I said."It's quite surprising that she never puts on any weight," he mused. "Got a nice body on her, what do you think?" Yeah," I agreed.I thought about it, seeing her body in my mind; she was quite slim with a nice pair of tits, I don't know what size, about a 'B' I. They will simply keep going off until you are back in the area allowed. Do you understand?" Sarah nodded."Now, I want you to know what this feels like so you won't be tempted to do it. I will not lie to you. This is going to hurt." Sarah started panicking as he took her off the frame and dragged her over the the wall. He fastened a collar round her neck and then threaded a long rope through the collar and through a loop on the wall. He walked away holding the end of the rope and. The next morning I was so hot from dreaming of Aunt Martha's grown up women pussy that I woke up with my cock still hard. I did my best to hide it during breakfast with mom, dad and Aunt Martha. Dad explained to me that one of the reasons Aunt Martha came to live with us was to help with 'the kids' so mom and my other aunt could help our daddy's with the family business. I excused myself as soon as I could and headed for the garage. Suzie and April were already there. I practically pounced on. It protects you ... from my ... lusts... Damien ripped his heart to pieces as he recalled every wanton moan Abigail made as she writhed on Faust’s and Father Augustine’s cocks. Every buck, every orgasm, every ripple of pleasure across her face. He seized it while his tongue kept licking through the demon’s cunt. His hands clenched on Jezebel’s ass.“Mmm, yes, you love your Mistress’s cunt. Once I cast your soul out of here, I’ll make Augustine fuck your ass. And you’ll beg for it. Beg to be his.