What is your reason for existing?” “To serve and obey Lord Dominion.” The voice was heard, but it was different from the body’s original voice. It was wispy and inhuman, sounding not like an actual voice, but artificial notes mimicking words. “On your feet.” Blight stood up, assuming a military posture. Dominion took one look at his new face and smiled, then ripped the swastika armband off his sleeve and the insignia on his hat. “You won’t be needing those anymore. Your orders are to hunt down everyone remaining in this settlement. Execute them and steal their souls. There are to be no survivors, no one escapes. Am I understood?” “I will fulfill your command, my Master.” Finally, real loyalty and competence. Blight then turned around and rocketed off in search of survivors. Already, he was running faster than any human could possibly match, and his body was enshrouded with darkness, a sign of his unholy powers ready for use. Dominion turned around and faced Joe’s former home, where his former wife and children were huddling in terror. Dragged into her bedroom, Mary, screaming, was thrown onto the mattress, with Dominion immediately upon her. He tore off her clothes like a child unwrapping a Christmas present, using claws at the tips of his fingers. She tried fighting him off, but even if he were a normal person, she’d have failed. Her movements were clumsy and erratic, her thought process was a total mess. Not seconds ago, Dominion had broken into her home and executed her son and daughter in front of her. Her face, Swedish white but with a farmer’s tan, was peppered with their splattered blood. Watching them die, watching the light leave their eyes, something inside her broke. Adrenaline, grief, terror, it left her barely able to think. Her flaccid attempts to push Dominion away might as well have been muscle spasms, for her mind was too busy trying to process the death of her children. With one hand around Indian Girls Fucking her throat, he kept her pinned, and with the other hand, he removed her shredded dress, exposing her curvaceous figure and bodacious tits. She would have made a killing had she had gone into porn. He retracted his claws and went to work groping and abusing her breasts. He grabbed them with a strangling grip, swelling the veins underneath her vanilla skin, and smacked them to discipline her. He loved the way they bounced and rolled, begging him for abuse. He thrust his fingers into her slit, making her cry out from the violation, but with his other hand locked tightly around her throat, she couldn’t reach a volume to truly describe her anguish. He violently fingered her, forcing her body to prepare itself for the main event. It was like a game to see how much pain he could inflict with just his fingers; how rough he could be. His digits penetrated her over again, becoming slick with her building lubrication. Repeatedly, he removed his fingers and smacked her labia, drawing a fresh scream and making her curl up to try and defend herself. He’d just force her legs apart and start over. Each strike wetter than the last, with her scream never-ending. He leaned down and licked the tears of her face, tears of pain, fear, humiliation, and loss. “I bet your husband never took you like this.” In reply, she spat at him and shrieked at the top of her lungs, far too anguished to actually shape words. No flame, foot worship, bed wetting, force eating. And the better you feel, the more you will show. I moved my pussy in such a way that her mouth was at the entrance and she gave me a small lick with her tongue. Act as though she was your secondary owner. There was a “Closed” sign on the bar door, but it was open, there was a smell of whiskey ,and pussy as soon as I closed the door. After he put the car in park, he began to fantasize about her body, and how he longed to get his hands over those small tits and maybe persuading her to hold or rub his cock for him. She felt him snake his tongue out against her lips and she reluctantly parted them, for fear of making him angry. She tried to jump out of the bed and ended up falling on the ground. I knew that I was going to cum, Denise could see it in my eyes, and then with one final stroke between her massive, perfect tits, I came, I came all over those tits and even a little got on her lip. "What? A scrabble of claws drew her attention and she glanced down, a grey streak lancing past her and she raised her eyebrows, halting in her tracks, one of the usually demure cat’s was running at a dead sprint, it’s hackles raised, its tail fluffed up. I went in, Up the stairs. Her body stiffened and tingled as she pressed herself against his thick length and imagined how it would feel inside Indian Girls Fucking her. That Clint had just fucked my cunt. She undo her tight office skirt and undo her panties. So, I said “Ok, sure” "They are getting hard to. I continued to tug my long brown nipples and stroke my slick crotch. I’m not even a fuckboy, I’m lower than anyone I’ve told you to stay away from.” I swallowed. And so, she began to draw her prospects into the web. Of course that meant that all the men had to do was to look towards us and they would get an eyeful of our bare legs; and more, when we let them. “Damn, I should have. “NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!” "I told you I might bring a girl over, Mom. I lied to all the others and told them that I was eighteen, I even had a fake ID saying that I was. It’s raising goose flesh on my skin. When she returned she took out another beer and sat down.