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Unable to talk through the ball gag, Deb's mind ran wild with the thought of her brother's cock poised at her ass. "Yess Jeff. Put your cock in my ass," Deb thought. "Oh yes brother, take me with your cock. Fuck my ass as deep as you want. Use my body to cum in Jeff. I can't wait till you to shove it in my ass Jeff. I'll do whatever you want me to Jeff. Just put in me!" Deb's mind screamed. "Yes Deb, so now you know," Her brother said. "Your body and soul have become mine to command. Your power to resist, even my smallest suggestion is gone," He continued. "Every remaining moment of your pathetic survival, will be mine to control. As my personal slave you are no longer allowed to think of your own pleasure. Humiliation and pain, are the only release your body will know," Jeff continued. "From now on your name will be "SLUT." Whoever calls you by that name, will become your master, and you shall become their slave. You will perform, willingly, whatever young is commanded of you." Deb's body trembled as she heard her brother's words. She knew that he was correct even before she had heard the words. He had complete control over her mind and body. Her pleasure came only from the degradation and shame associated with doing what he said and in obeying him completely. "I no longer feel like exerting myself by shoving my cock up your worthless slut ass. You will instead shove your ass down onto my cock." Jeff ordered his SLUT. Jeff held the tip pretty of his cock at her ass hole with one hand and reached around his sister's body, to pull down hard on her nipple chains skinny with the other. Deb bent her knees and felt the head of her brother's cock enter her ass easily, as the dildo forced her cervix to open further. She screamed spreading into her gag. Her tortured body was jerking so intensely from the pain that she almost stood up and allowed the head of Jeff's cock to flop out of her ass. "If my cock falls out of your ass before I cum, I will shove a catheter in you and sew your cunt lips shut forever, SLUT!" Deb heard her brother white and knew he would do it. Deb bent her knees again and with all her weight, pushed her ass down around Jeff's cock. She could feel the top 6 inches of the dildo as it pressed into her womb. Screaming with pain, and unbelievable pleasure at the filling of her body, Deb continued her downward journey of horror. Her legs were weak and they trembled as she heard her brother moan behind her. She raised herself only 1-inch off her brother's cock and slammed her body back down. In response she yelled, “GO!” and we each grabbed an arrow and tried our first shot. Special Agent Fernandez said, “Well David, looks like dinner skinny is canceled,” He says smiling. I sat quietly with my eyes closed as people moved up and down the aisle until a familiar voice spoke," So you made it. Mom or Dad would eventually catch on to what we're doing. white Petra shook her head, giving me such a look young of disgust, and then hurried after Paris. I wore the same skater skirt that I’d arrived spreading in and a pretty tube top that wasn’t see-through but the material is very thin and it hugs my tits like a second skin. Apologizing and looking away. “Rosa, I…”
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The skinny rest of the Security Council was practically crying as they attempted to hold in their laughter; they had all heard this story before. With a heavy sigh and an exasperated spreading eye roll, Madeleine spoke. “President Clinton was not as bad as the rumors about him said. He was worse. When I went to meet with him after his inauguration, he had just finished ‘introducing himself’ to one of the young ladies interning at the White House. Once the intern had left, I told young the President what I needed to tell him. He gave no reaction other than to ask if I could use sorcery to light a marijuana joint for him. I was naive enough back then to think that he was simply in a celebratory mood, but this became the norm. The man was an insatiable skirt-chaser and stoner. Sadly, I actually had to perform a spell of selective mutism on President Clinton.” “Selective mutism? What does that mean?” white Dave asked. Madeleine explained, “It prevents an pretty individual from speaking about a certain topic, ensuring they don’t divulge top-secret information by accident. As loose as he was in every other aspect of his life, we couldn’t take the chance that he would be able to keep our existence a secret. Once he left the White House, I asked him whether he would prefer to remain under the spell or to have his memory of our conversation wiped. He chose to have his memory wiped, to my great relief…” Ben then deadpanned, “I had to use the selective mutism spell on President Trump, too. I mean, have you seen the man’s Twitter feed?” The entire room burst into laughter at that. After several seconds of much-needed levity, Ben turned to Dave and continued, “I believe we’re getting a bit off track. What do you think of our offer, Mr. Brighton?” “I must admit, I’m intrigued,” he replied. “Still, there’s one more thing I need to know before I can answer that question. What happens to my wife?”
Thankfully, the system was very straight forward and I was soon copying them to the memory stick. I showed her a smile, "Too much like cheating?" He gently pushed her down to her young knees, then put his hands on skinny both sides of her head to hold her still and began fucking her mouth. Flip it up and sit your bare ass on the desk." Ellie could feel useless tears white coming, but she refused pretty to give spreading in now, in front of Jon.
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