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My head was swimming, my heart was thundering, and my belly was turning over in my guts. Mom, Daniel, Lucy, Rachel. It was like I was hit with cold water. I’d been in a weird state of pseudo-denial, but the mental safeguards I put up crumbled, and I suddenly realized the enormity of my situation. God and the devil were real, I was dead and in hell, my mother had sold her soul, and my brother had been BDSM kidnapped by Satan. Panic gripped me, ravaging any domination sense of rationality. japanese I broke out into cold sweats, then vomited, then fell face-first into that vomit. The last thing I saw before consciousness ebbed from me, were two beautiful faces, etched in teen concern. REBECCA My death had been a pleasant experience. As was the case with all things involving Lucy, the terrible was made pleasurable, and the horrifying was fetishized. She’d made me come as she slid the knife between my ribs. I felt the sharpness of it, but not the pain. My mind was flooded with the endorphins of my humiliating release, and I barely had time to register that my heart had been pierced before sweet blackness enveloped me. “Welcome home, Becky.” Lucy smiled at me. She was her true self now; crimson, horned and tailed, gorgeous and terrifying. She was clad in a leather corset and boots, asian with a thong that disappeared between her thick legs and bulging cheeks. She held a wine glass in one hand, and swirled it beneath her nostrils before she took a sip. The room I was in was a circular chamber with iron bars across the windows, stone walls and floor, and a chain with a hook at the end hanging from the ceiling. I was dangling from that hook, my cuffed wrists forced high above me, my naked body stretching below me, the tips of my toes grazing the floor. “Daniel?” I asked, “Emily?” “Dead and damned.” Lucy said softly, taking a sip of wine. “Joking of course dear, BDSM we will make the necessary alterations.” He soothed “That teen is if you end up winning the spot.” He challenged. He spread my ass cheeks and I was about to asian say, “You idiot my pussy is downwards a little.” But I smiled and thought, let him find that himself. But I saw that, sitting up the edge away from the window in the seating reserved for the nerds and misfits, was some fuzzy blonde hair I recognised. “Why does no one like me, Adam?” May simply asked me, in a very sad voice. Mark was almost asleep in the armchair. Erin was so wet between her legs that her panties were sticking to her swollen labia. “Shit, ummmm, look I have a really small dick Ok”, was all he said. Phillipe japanese looked across but the Officer beamed happily. She could see them kneeling, their tits presented prettily, and fantasize about kissing them or licking them. And ICE hadn’t given up either on their efforts to find and squirrel away (make that kidnap according to the local prejudice) Jasmine if they could locate and grab her. Some part of Heather knew that she should domination be worried about the situation. I tried to figure out if it was larger than Hank’s but I couldn’t tell. Although, she took a toll on my system, so I had to breathe a little louder. Bella kept gesturing right back, seemingly reluctant, maybe embarrassed, ashamed, or perhaps to proud to speak up. He said that the first two years they did this it really didn’t work very well. I wiped my sperm from his face and took him in my arms.