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She asked in a timid-tone, causing the grin to fade into a glare, as Anthony turned to meet her nervous gaze. "Because I told you too," he replied in a slow hard tone, making Erica turn away cowardly staring at the floorboard. Just as fast Anthony's smile returned as he softly drummed on the steering-wheel, gazing up into the rearview mirror taking in the beauty that laid upon his backseat, her unconscious face turned so that Anthony could easily count every freckle that dawn her fair complexion. The two were husband and cowgirl wife, with some very different values on what that entitled. Anthony at thirty-eight was a brilliant and very charming man, an inventor and entrepreneur worth millions. He also was a sexual sadist that thoroughly enjoyed inflicting pain, yet surprisingly he was very much in love with his wife, and could not bring himself to cause her the pain he truly craved. While Erica at only thirty japanese was very frail-woman after ten years of marriage, at first she had been very independent, but Anthony's sexual and physical abuse through their marriage had broken her down into his perfect submissive. For most of the day Anthony drove down the freeway, heading towards his home that sat squarely in the middle of a forty square acres of land. Just as the sky redden announcing sunset's Hardcore arrival, Anthony pulled into his driveway, stopping at the gate entering the access code. His entire property had been walled off, that rose twelve feet in height, lined with spikes evenly spaced along its top. With some Shaved Pussy of his work there were many corporations that would resort to espionage to acquire them, but the walls now served a newer purpose as of today. He came to a stop out front of a large two story manor, with a gothic architectural style about its windows and spires. The two quickly pulled the still unconscious Annabelle from the backseat, were Anthony carried her within his muscular arms from years of physical labor, up the stairs into a house depositing her within a nearly empty bedroom on the second floor which only contained a bed. Being situated within the center of Big Boobs the manor the room had no windows, built by Anthony a few weeks ago for this sole purpose. Anthony laid Annabelle upon the bed, smiling excitedly at the prospects that awaited, studying her angelic body for a moment. Before retrieving a small wooden jewelry box from under the bed opening it to reveal a thick leather collar, spaced evenly along the outside of the collar were a dozen metal brackets with electronic-coils attached, underneath was lined with hundreds of protruding tiny copper prongs barely visible to the naked eye. Anthony carefully worked the collar around Annabelle's neck, clipping the specially made clasp which required a key that hung from Anthony's.With an approving smile, Anthony turned to find his wife huddled against the door frame, a troubled expression upon her pale face as she stared down at the unconscious girl, who would soon awaken into a real-life nightmare. "Go do something productive," he snapped as he passed her, making Erica jump at his harsh tone before hurrying off down the hall, as he closed the door behind him. Anthony gave little thought of Annabelle as he went about his normal routine, as if kidnapping was an everyday matter to him. Truthfully he just felt relieved that it was finally over, after months of scheming to cover every angle , it had all gone perfectly to plan making him giddy as he entered his workshop. About an hour later Annabelle's eyes began flickering as she started to come around, frowning from the brightness that forced her to close them. For several moments she looked around puzzled by her desolate surroundings, still very druggy from the effects of the sedative. "No Becky, there's no real damage." From the muscles tightening in her arms Jeff could see that his sister was instinctively trying to tear the arms from the chair and throw herself off the massively thickening cock. I was so frustrated with the traffic, that I began to worry that the store would be out of Mom’s tuna steaks before I even got there. Fading back into my vision, she impacted with the fallen girl like a cougar bringing down a deer. I don’t have many girl friends that live close by. Less than 2 hours to go before bed time lock down. "Your my sister after all. I pulled my dick out of her asshole and insert him in cowgirl her soaking wet pussy. I came back with my plate and the pitcher of orange juice. towards her crotch. Make it so the woman doesn’t only crave sex, she craves your specific pheromones, nobody else’s! If you edit the ferret genes for that adjustment then you’ve labeled yourself as the male target. Hazel smiled warmly and nodded, her eyes both craving acceptance and begging for forgiveness from her friend. A damp clothe was used to wash David’s seed from the outside of her pussy. Fantasia stuck her forked tongue at her. Sandy said. He looked at me and I nodded. A peal of thunder barked outside, and a flash of blue-white light consumed the solitary dormer window stuck in a recess of the musty attic. The far side of the room was sectioned off by a minimal bathroom, leaving an alcove outside it for a mirror and sink. She buried her face between her mother's tits, Linda hugging our daughter to those lush boobs. I always have a hard time sleeping well the first night in a strange bed. Marie Ormond, Donny thought. Alkandi humored japanese her counterpart, spreading her legs wide in challenge. They were both so happy David was sure he did the right thing. I looked down and noticed a tent was pitched in my pants. “No don’t, we might not ever see him again.” I said. You feel it building, don’t you? I’m barely having to force my strapon in.” As she licks and Big Boobs sucks me clean she continued, “…my Master approves of the goddess' actions?” She sees my Hardcore nod from Shaved Pussy behind the phone's lens.