There was no way that I, Angela Sorenson, could help Julia as she was, even if I was in her daughter’s body. I needed some help of my own. I turned to my left, and stared at Willowbud. Her white hair was disheveled over her caramel face, which was flushed with the stress of trying to corrupt me, sextoys but her black eyes still leered with that evil glint, always ready for more. I grabbed her, pressed my lips to hers, and breathed in. Corruption stared at me, eyes narrowing to slits. Give it to me. I mentally whispered as Willowbud’s tongue navigated my mouth. You cannot carry it. You are a Sentient. Not yet, I’m not. Give it to me; I won’t fight you. JULIA “Diamond, Lucilla, God.” I said to myself reflexively as I readjusted the grip of the whip. It was a heinous device, not at all meant for kinky exploits; this was for torture. Lucilla’s body was crisscrossed with welts, each raised line dotted with blood that began to trickle down pigtail her body. I wanted to do worse. Every time I struck her, every time I heard her agonized wail, a memory swam forth, a memory of blackened faces, contorted in agony. Only now, the memory didn’t produce waves of regret, but an odd… exciting familiarity. I could do that to people. Not only could I make them feel great pain, but I could change them, mutilate them, disfigure them. I felt the arousal growing between my legs, felt the tightening in my loins, the aching in my nethers… but no; the Holy Mother would not want me to make abstractions of her creations. Lucilla was owed the penance for her crimes, and though her beauty japanese certainly enabled her to sin, disfiguring her would not be a fitting retribution. Her flesh was her weakness, so I would punish the places I knew she enjoyed. Her belly, her breasts, her backside. When that was finished, we would delve into more… intimate places. Despite her cries for mercy, Lucilla’s penchant for roughness betrayed her. Her thighs were wet with her want, and her pussy was a swollen, red flower that contrasted the paleness teen of her complexion. “Julia!” Lucilla screamed, her eyes puffy, her body straining against the binds, “It’s me!” “I am aware of who you are, Lucilla.” I chuckled, “You don’t need to keep reminding me. Now, was it the wash boy, or the stable hand that you had out-of-wedlock intercourse asian with when you were fifteen?” “Julia, please stop!” Lucilla sobbed, her chin falling to her chest. “The wash boy, or the stable hand?” I asked her. “The wash boy.” Lucilla whimpered. One lash across the left breast sent her head reeling back, and her body wrenching into an arch. Pat said “oh my God”. Grace looked on in horror, but she was helpless. “LOL, it gets easier with practice.” She was real flat chested with teen no ass either, and had arms and japanese legs like toothpicks. Please believe me.” I whisper in my father’s ear. I want your cock in my asshole. I really do love helping people. She still felt wrong revealing her privates to her parents—she knew that other girls in her class didn’t do that kind of thing—but she admitted to herself that, after her crazy weekend, it wasn’t really a big deal for her anymore. Feeling his climax building he pulled from her and turned her on her back with her head hanging back over the edge of the bed. "Or do you want me to give your balls some electroshock, hmm?" He put it up to her lips and she sucked it completely in her mouth, swallowing her own juices. Before you spring a trap you first have to lure in the prey, a truth Widowmaker knew all too well. ‘What?” “And?” She arched an eyebrow. His pigtail home office is huge and fancy. I could not stop myself from looking at her hour glass figure and her nice round ass while standing behind asian her. I felt his tongue on my hole. “We came here to get what we need to save a fairy.” “Okay, just give me a minute to change into my swimming shorts.” She wiped her thighs, bush, sextoys and vagina as best she could, then spread her ass with both hands, and let her cousin’s cum spill out. “Really?... I moaned as she kept these wonderful waves of euphoria sweeping through me.