Oh, I'd grown some,sure and perhaps I was just getting used to things (the thought ofgetting 'used to' this made me shudder even in the stifling heat) but Ihonestly had expected worse.I lay there in the spare bedroom uncomfortably sweaty, the window openbut already letting more evil in than good. Under the thin sheet I waswearing one of Molly's white sports bras and a pair of draw stringcotton pajama bottoms with flared hems at the ends of the legs. Therewasn't much draw left in the waist though. The leggings were stuck tomy moist skin and rode halfway up my legs. Yet they were the mostcomfortable piece of clothing I could find. Recently it was all aboutcomfortability. I often wore them during the days; it wasn't like I wasreceiving many gentlemen callers and had to keep up my image. I hadn'teven met Mrs. Mossgeiler's husband Roger who had even come through forthree days at one point, but had stayed away ever since. While he washere the woman did an astounding job of hiding him from. Alison’s screamed with renewed vigor as she was fucked violently by the sadistic Mistress. The Mistress actually came while she raped Alison with her painful tool. Exhilarated from the orgasm, the Mistress jerked her strap-on from Alison’s pussy, bringing out a spray of blood with it. ?End this!? the Mistress cried. Seemingly from nowhere one of the large men swung an axe that crashed into the table, severing Alison’s head from her body. The head fell to the floor with a thud. Alison’s eyes looked around for a few seconds an her jaw moved up and down, but within a few seconds the movement of the jaw had stopped moving and her eyes glazed over. Her body was still twitching on the table and the crowd of onlookers was absolutely roaring. Lucia saw all of this from her vantage point beside the stage. The she saw the two men coming for her.Lucia was brought before the Mistress and her gag removed, but she didn’t speak like Alison had. An indication to the Mistress that.
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