I gasped in delight, not fighting as the guard hauled me to my feet. He spun me and pressed me against the crystalline walls, my nipples rubbing on th... cool surface, my cheek pressed against it.“Teasing slut!” groaned the guard.“I knew you wanted to play with me!” I moaned, undulating against the wall, rubbing my entire body against it. My pussy clenched, aching to be penetrated. I whimpered as he pinned me there. “Please, please, fuck me! I need your dick in me so badly! You’re so hunky!. What an education I could receive in such a place. To what levels of debauchery could I be allowed to sink?But her! She isn’t a participant. She stands in the water; head half-turned, keeping her beady little eye on me. She is a watcher, a chaperone, an interferer; and should my stiff, horny, lupine companions decide to lead delectable, delicious me to some place yet more private so that I might free their mighty members from the encumbrance of their trouser; or should I be invited to feast on. Don’t you want to be forgiven?”“No, I don’t want to be forgiven!” the Head Trainer shouted.Black spittle sputtered, and a disgusting gurgle could be heard coming out of the Head Trainer’s throat.“You’re killing me, how can you kill me when you’re so insignificant?” the Head Trainer gasped and coughed.“I am not killing you. I’m offering you a way out,” Cory said gently.“If I’m dead, you’ll never be able to bring your friends back from the dead,” the Head Trainer barked, his voice filled with. The surf carried the little craft over the pebbles and the last few metres to the beach. Robbie leapt into the knee-deep water to pull the dingy onto the beach and unload his camping gear.He figured he'd camp in his usual spot at the other end of the beach under the Pines. He was disappointed to find strangers on 'his' little beach, but he was here for a week and maybe they'd be leaving before that. He was determined to enjoy himself regardless.Robbie saw a man approaching. He was dark, at.