“You know you don’t have to do this.” Lucilla said softly. The tunnel was immense, dark except for the morning light that glared at its end. Normally, the light would be a welcome sight in such cavernous blackness, but now, it only filled me with dread. “Yes, I do.” I whispered. My hands were clasped before me, my ankles were clasped beneath me, and I was completely naked, save for the crescent symbol that hung between my breasts. “I forgave you.” Lucilla hissed. “I need more than just your forgiveness.” “There are those that will never forgive you.” Lucilla said, molding herself to the crook asian of me. “I need to forgive me.” I said, offering her a sad smile. “You can’t do that, Julia.” Lucilla returned the smile with equal sadness, “You never could.” She pressed her lips to mine, and I tasted her worry in the kiss. I broke from the embrace with a shallow gasp, and saw fear in her sapphire eyes. It was oddly comforting; at least I wasn’t alone in my terror. I turned from her, took a breath, and stepped forward. The light of the tunnel grew brighter with each successive footfall, and a low rumble became audible to me. The rumble became a growl, and soon, it was a roar. It was like continuous thunder, and the noise beat at my body like the wind, making me cringe against it, but still, I walked. The thunder grew louder, the terror grew hotter, but every time I thought to retreat, I forced an image of Diamond’s black eyes, of Lucilla’s blank eyes, and of my mother’s dead eyes. I stepped beneath the threshold, the cold stone beneath my feet turned to hot sand, and the blinding sunlight consumed me. The monster roared my entrance, and I walked willingly into its mouth. The Pit seemed much larger from the sands than it had from the outside. The stands rose a hundred feet all around me, the risers stretching back, every space filled with the writhing, screaming blur of sixty-thousand people. Their heinous roar was of indian hatred, of laughter, of amusement at seeing a god so humbled. This beast of the masses did not even know the word ‘mercy.’ It only wanted more, only wanted worse, and I would give it to them. I took a deep breath, held my head high, and teen amateur walked to the platform at the center of the sand. From across the arena, I could see Brandon and Night Eyes in their booth. I felt the hunger in my lungs, and I gritted my teeth to suppress it. My desire for Corruption had become a dependency sometime in the night, and it was only getting worse. I needed something terrible to distract my mind. BRANDON I hoped Julia couldn’t hear the things they were saying about her. They screamed their insults from the stands above us, threw refuse onto the arena, and jeered Julia as she stepped to the platform. As individuals, people were generally good, but get them in a crowd, and they’re just shit. “It’s because fear is what makes people ‘good,’” Willowbud said beside me after I’d vocalized the thought, “and when cattle are in a herd, they no longer fear the wolf.” “That’s cynical.” I snorted, “How very typical of you.” Willowbud grinned beside me on the couch, and Corruption grinned with her. She ripped her girl-dick out of my pussy. She reaches back and unclasps your bra, pulling it off of you. amateur She scrambled to her feet, brushing off bits of clinging straw. A.W. teen called Miranda to come over to play cards. Kate held my attention with her eyes for maybe 30 seconds while her vaginal muscles softly squeezed my cock and the longer our eyes lingered on each other, the longer she milked me, the more aroused I got. I pushed my tongue into her warm wet labia. "Ah, you liked it." “That’s great; would it be okay if we come over the weekend?” There was an awkward silence as everyone could see me, but no one acknowledged the dirty naked girl in the room. If this is what you really want, then take Jill and go get the car. His thick, throbbing cock stretching her out over and over. It could turn out better than planned. “That she would call him once she had things set up asian in her room which would be a indian lot better as her bed was bigger than his single bed.” “And I'm sick, so...” They found James and Lilith together, holding hands and looking contentedly up into the night sky through the ruined ceiling. This was slower.