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We burned the palms of the girls when they were children, but none reacted favorably. Perhaps the threat wasn’t real enough; perhaps a mortal test is required. If it fails, then I will know definitively that you and Telavia were right.” “Father,” I whispered, horrified, “even if it works, you will have killed hundreds. How will the one remaining ever bind with you after you’ve murdered all her friends?” “That is why it is a last resort,” Father said grimly, “it is a terrible thing that I do not wish to do, but increasingly, I am realizing it is a thing I must do. If I cannot bind with the Hardcore Creator, I can at least break her.” JULIA I did not want another awkward morning, so I decided that ignoring what happened probably wasn’t the best idea. Tonight, I would get Lucilla good and drunk, and then we’d bury the hatchet, and laugh the whole thing off. I selected her favorite wine from the royal cellar, and prepared her a bath to clean the sin from her skin. When Lucilla came into her quarters, her dress was intact, her face was unmarred, and her porcelain complexion was much paler than usual. She was shaking. “Lucilla?” I asked as she carefully sat on her bed, “Lucilla, what’s wrong?” indian She stared at the fire crackling in the hearth, and didn’t seem to hear what I said. I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder, and she jumped in surprise. “Your Grace?” I asked her, feeling the tension in her body, feeling the panic in my chest rise. I’d never seen her like this. She shook beneath my palm, her entire body quaking in fear. “He’s going to burn the girls,” she whispered, “he’s going to burn them all alive.” “What?!” I hissed, feeling my panic grow to horror. “It’s why he killed Telavia,” she said, her voice hushed and terrified, “because she was going to free them before he could do it.” There was a silence between us as the gravity of her words sunk into my chest. Seven-hundred women were going to be burned alive. Seven-hundred women I could save just by giving myself up. Could I do it? Could I enslave myself to save hundreds Big Tits I didn’t know? How many thousands would die if I put myself in the control of a tyrant? What would he do to me?! “I…” Lucilla gulped, “I have to get them out, Julia. If I don’t try something, I won’t be able to live with myself.” “You can’t,” I replied, feeling numb, “after what Telavia did, he’ll be expecting it from you.” “I still have to try.” Lucilla whispered. She sat in silence for another moment. Jenny leaned back into me, enjoying what I was doing to her. indian After topping up her glass she pours me a cold vodka and sits across from me at the breakfast bar. Riya was riding his cock, her back also was to the door. I did find a couple that sounded interesting. When I walked into the kitchen I saw he had already set up the camera and lights. “The cameras are everywhere. I noticed a note on their breakfast table and assumed it was probably for me. “Last night was way too much fun for us not to do it again. He grabbed her long hair and painfully yanked her head back as she placed her palms on his chest. When the head finally came out, a flood of his cum started to be unleashed but Daisy was ready. I pumped hard and deep into her pussy. He doesn’t know for sure. He stood there looking at me for what seemed Hardcore like an eternity. Miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore nothing below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm concentration and with her legs splayed she convulsed. Bikini will almost certainly Big Tits be involved, but, could also mean skinny-dipping. “Absolutely! They finished the coffee and talk going there separate ways for the day.