Since then she had moved into his place, under his degrading conditions - at his house, she was not allowed to wear clothes, stand upright, or make any sound other than a cow-like "mooo". At nights, she worked as a prostitute at the Pretty Titty alongside Alistair's other fuckpets. She may have been kicked out of home, but Alistair didn't intend that to be the end of Katy's humiliation in her old life. He specifically required that she attend her old church every Sunday, along with the other girls she had raped and blackmailed at his command, Paige, Elle, Rachael and Victoria. They were to dress in the same virginal Sunday dresses they had worn back when they thought they were normal girls, but without panties, of course. They were required to masturbate to the edge of orgasm before asian attending, and three of the five girls each week were given a vibrator which they were to keep buzzing in their twats throughout the service. All of them were given two liters of water to drink before attending and allowed nowhere near a toilet, partly to keep them self-conscious and in distress throughout the service, and partly to let them feel the humiliation, if they were unlucky, of wetting themselves in church surrounded by all their former friends and family. The girls were lesbians now, for the purposes of their public interactions. Elle and Rachael attended as a couple, pretty girls holding hands, and they were instructed to exchange a long, passionate, sexual kiss in public before and after the service. Katy, visibly pregnant, her belly large and her tits beginning to swell with milk, was given the honor of having *two* girlfriends - Paige and Victoria - and blowjob the three girls were required to show off their lesbian affection for each other before entering the service, entwining tongues and nuzzling each other's necks outside the church as scandalized parishioners watched. All the girls cumshot could hear the whispers of those around them as they took their seats in the church japanese - "sluts" - "harlots" - "whores". It made them blush. With their cunts wet and their bladders full they didn't feel like normal girls. They felt like dirty tramps. They wanted to hide, but they weren't allowed to. The girls would sit and listen to the sermon. This was where it was a blessing to be one of those chosen to have a vibrator, because the girls who did not were required to keep themselves dripping wet through the whole sermon. If they couldn't think slutty enough thoughts to keep their cunts moist, then they had to surreptiously work their hands under their skirts and stroke their needy little clits without anyone noticing. If they were unlucky, they would orgasm in public. desperately trying to stay silent and not shake as waves of pleasured shot out from their cunt. If they were very unlucky, they would wet themselves, flooding their seat with urine and feeling it pool on the floor around their feet. If they were *very* unlucky, they would wet themselves and *then* cum, orgasming hard amongst the people who had once respected them while sitting in a pool of their own piss. It happened to all of the girls eventually, and they knew that they had surely forsaken their immortal souls because they were too weak to ignore the commands they had been given and the needy pulse of their cunts. When Alistair heard their stories back at home and saw how devastating their slutty behavior in church was for them, he had enormous fun taking their perceived blasphemy even further. He made the girls piss on Bibles, fuck facial themselves with crucifixes, and look at pictures of Jesus while he brought them to screaming slutty orgasms. Each new degradation further separated them from the "nice, good girls" they had thought they were and pushed them further into identifying as the rape-bitches he wanted them to be. He had them seduce the parish priest, of course. That was a no brainer. The girls needed the experience of having the man they had once looked to for moral guidance rape them in front of the altar. (As Indian tradition facial woman is not supposed to wear bangles and red tika after death of his husband) from now on my mother is japanese blowjob allowed to wear white saree only. There seemed to be no answers to any of her questions. Get it nice and wet because I'm fucking your ass with it next.” He wanted to scream that he loved her but his stomach seemed to speak louder. Your real family." “Uh, yeah.” I replied, fidgeting with my hands. She has an even better natural body than I thought than when first I saw her. He took a leather pouch from one of the boxes, grabbed the milking stool and sat down in front of his sister Deb. I trembled, my heart racing. I had Sissy check on her, she delivered in the kitchen and they were on the way to the clinic. “Lay back on the grass beautiful, I’ll take you over the edge too.” I told her. The three of us looked down at our erect members. “I’ll probably end up welding or swinging a pick-axe in the new tunnels.” asian Michael headed back to the Ravenclaw common room. care. Ethan let out a groan, arching his back downwards as he felt the last few inches slide up inside him, knowing her cock had lubed every inch of the way, leaving the inner walls of his ass slick with her love. My problem for the night was to sneak out, kidnap the girl when she left the house and keep her hidden silently until we sprung the trap. I hadn’t met the guy so I was going a bit blind. ... she stammers “ you heard me” I havent gone since this morning" He just shakes his head as he watches cumshot this young girl fill the bottle. “Don’t get any ideas, you still haven’t beat me 1 on 1 yet.”