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Thanks for reading. I’m hoping to get the next part done soon but I’m having trouble deciding on the topic. I’ve got several ideas that would follow new characters but I’m not sure about them. The first is another slave auction but they are really being sold this time. The second is something I did in an previous story where the slaves are released in the woods and are tracked recaptured then gang raped Third the established characters pov return to the Brothel and help guide new characters. Forth is something along the same lines as the Erenisch graphic novel plot line where sexual slavery is made legal. But any such story would probably use different characters or the descendants of the existing characters. Feel free to leave suggestions in the comments section if there was somethings you want to read about within the sites allowed limits. Sorry while I didn’t agree completely with some of the age restrictions I won’t violate them either. I’ll Also worn you now though I’ve already Hardcore made references to scat and snuff scenarios I won’t write about them in detail. Sorry but they don’t hold much interest to me other then as something to threaten or torment a character with. I also don’t like the dark places such story lines like snuff take me so please don’t suggest I go there. I’m also not that into women fucking petite horses outside of the cum bath following a blowjob aspect. I’ve watched the porn read the comics but my thing is submissive women with dogs and not horses. So outside of giving a horse a blowjob or possible pony girl training don’t expect much out of me. I’ve been willing to write about a character doing such acts in the past but the last time I did the story ended in the before mentioned dark places I didn’t like. So please leave any ideas you may have and if I like them I’ll try to incorporate them into a future chapter. DISCLAIMER: This story was inspired by a story I read called "Burning Sage" from CreepyPasta. It, however, in NO way reflects my own personal preferences, views, or fantasies. Take note that the actions depicted in this story are extremely violent and cruel and could be considered sickening. I would never personally condone such actions in real life, and I would never allow myself to disrespect women, let alone to the following degree. You have been warned. Do not vote this story down because something here sickens you. If you don't like it, for the grotesque nature, then stop reading it. Otherwise, I'd love feedback on if it's a good story or not. If it is a bad story, I'll accept criticism and low ratings, but not for the shock factor that I am warning you of now. Once again, this does NOT reflect me as a human being in any kind of way whatsoever. Enjoy :) “I don’t know what is going on. I don’t want to buy or live in this house anymore, but the weird things I think I saw here are compelling me. I wish you could tell me what was going on here.” Sarah looked anxiously at the medium. Her curiosity was bubbling up in a mixture of horror and excitement when she noticed the worried and knowing look the medium expressed. “This house had a recent owner that I had warned to move out. The spirit that resides here was becoming violent. However something feels different now… the house… feels occupied… more than it had before.” Sarah’s gaze shifted with increased curiosity between the amateur medium and the house. “I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand what skinny you mean-“ “This house has a history of an evil and demented soul turned violent that resides within the walls. It is probably for the better that you didn’t buy it. I was certainly eager to go along with it. “For skinny sure?” She smiled and said that might be fun for him, but that's not something we should be doing. The first man from the day before led the way as a string of men entered the room, a dozen at least, all eyes lustfully upon her. I didn’t see Jon again until he lowered me down in the morning and I was glad that Jon always left the central Hardcore heating on over-night. I wanted to make her feel so good even though she's under my control. “Harder, harder,” I reply. I’m thinking about the notebook of Bob’s that I was reading and decided to take it to the Hawk with petite me. I step out of the bedroom and into Dakota’s bedroom. The green and gold dragon contrasted pov with the right side of the dress which was ruby red. Then at a second snap of his fingers she would get on her hands and knees facing the screen, her legs parted and her behind directly in front of him. Incest.” “Really? With my arms still behind me in the leather sleeve and my legs in these high boots, it was an easy matter to lash my ankles together and pull them back to my buttocks, stretching me in a painful hogtie. She grunted and moaned with each stroke of his cock fucking her ass with long deep strokes building tempo and force until she moaned louder with pleasure and milked his cock. “You wish.” she told me. “I just needed an excuse to get away.” Only I'd have a little surprise waiting I'm certain Vestus was going to love. The bed creaked like an opening door as I pressed my cock against the folds of her pussy. "Admit it, Bay," he whispered. As a family, I think it is the most we've talked in years. He was dating Anita. To cum. Around the edge of the bowl were three small rings in a triangle shape and amateur on the bottom of the bowl hung a large steel ring. "Da comrade not normal though I can hear more than before." The coke had now changed to beer and the gentle stimulation and alcohol had me horny as hell and he knew it. I fucked her there until she came again. We haven’t gotten to know each other that well yet. She had always been able to feel through her sister. Shame that’s all you’re going to get.”