It had been a inferno of a day for Natalie. Ambushed in her own dwelling house, she had been taken by a rather ruthless duo of men, then suddenly found herself bound and gagged with a firing over her pass. respective hours spent on the floor of a speeding van later had her thrust upon an flowery stone floor with the sac ripped from her forefront. As she started to push herself up off of the floor, she looked around. It was an odd place, architecturally graceful. After a second, it became all the way that it was a stool elbow room of variety, and she was not alone.

Standing a XII feet behind her, lots of men and women lined the room, their heart firmly rooted upon her flesh. None spoke, none moved. They simply watched her vigilantly. As her gaze traveled, she spied the turgid can ahead of her, upon which sat a surprisingly offspring looking fair sex. Her skin was reasonable, too fairish. Her hair was long and ovalbumin, and as she rose from the chair, she had an air of trust about her, the kind that could only be born from years of experience.

The woman stood for a moment, entirely dumb as she looked over the woman upon the flooring, then nodded, once. Immediately, two of the men set upon her, starting to rip at her vesture. Natalie fought back as topper she could clocking one of them in the head hard enough to station him sprawling, but the former one clubbed her over the oral sex and blackness ensued.

When she awoke, it had only been a few scant second, but she had been stripped down entirely, and was on her back with the fairy standing a few invertebrate foot away. She lifted her subdivision to the side of meat, and three early men began to pull in off her habiliment as well. In the span of 30 endorsement, she was as nude as Natalie was, except for one very important difference : The moderately size endowment hanging between her legs.

Natalie recoiled in horror as it became clean of what was in entrepot for her, but she was turned around quickly by the group of people behind her who seemed to pep up her toward the stool. The queen, for her part, simply smiled as she lowered herself back down into the throne, reaching down to stroke her duration and coax it into life. redress before her eye, the woman's cock grew by respective inches, gently curving into the air under her own touch.

Natalie tried to run again, but this time, she was grabbed by the arms from two of the bystanders, and the familiar face of the local sheriff appeared before her. Relief flooded her as she thought he was there to spare her, but he smiled sadly as he spoke."Forgive me, Natalie, but this is what keeps our town condom from the puppet that roam the nights."He brushed off her shoulders idly, then moved around behind her to whisper into her ear."Go and see her. She will take what she needs from you and bless our town as a result."Then he slipped away into the crowd.

Natalie swallowed back her fear and moved up the few short stone's throw to the throne's platform, keenly cognizant of the eyes upon her and what she was about to do. She practically quivered as she stood there, entirely uncertain of what she should be doing. The world-beater very quickly put that the rest as she gestured for her to fall forward. The girl seemed to move without thinking stopping a few feet unretentive of the cleaning woman in heraldic bearing, who looked up at her expectantly. Natalie hesitated, but not for long.

Two strong pairs of handwriting spellbind onto her munition and pushed her down to her knees. fright rolled through her eyes as she knew what came next. To her horror, it was confirmed as one of the hands left her arm and slid its digit into her hair. As she was guided down toward the queen's lap, a man's phonation hissed into her ear."Bite her, and you will inhabit for yr, begging for last every minute of arc of every day."

Almost dutifully, Natalie opened her mouth, only a slight at first, then the cleaning lady's tip was against her brim. The effect of the hands upon her shoulder and pass very quickly had her moving downward, and the queen's shaft pushed through Natalie's mouth and across her clapper. They held her there for a moment, keeping her face impaled on the appendage just shy of her gagging point. It wasn't until she closed her lips around the meaty pole that they pulled her up again. The process was repeated several prison term until the female child had resigned herself to her fate.

Her lips contoured themselves to the woman's length, sliding over the outside of the member and all of its nonaged ridges and venous blood vessel. Within a few here and now, she was sucking a little, trying to speed the cognitive operation along. All the spell, the hands still held her and forced her to move, speeding up slowly over the pursuit minutes. The slightly salty taste of precum became apparent on her tongue as prison term wore on, and Natalie found herself doing anything she could to get the moment to end.

Her tongue slathered itself around the tip of the intruding pole. Her lips suctioned down over the bod to chip in off every bit of stimulation she could, and after an timeless existence, it paid off. The queen grunted once, then again as the first stream of the salty germ fired into her mouth. Natalie gagged on the sudden fluid, but didn't dare spit it out. She fought her own momentum and swallowed as sound she could, despite the large total of come that the queen deposited into her pharynx.

The queen finally made a motion with one hand and caused the men to pull Natalie away, literally dropping her onto her ass upon the stone base. The queen smiled down at her, still entirely dumb. She seemed… depicted object, and relief washed over Natalie as she figured that the troubles were over. But as the queen reached down to grip her still-stiff talent, she made another gesture to the men nearby. They picked up Natalie once again, and lifted her off of her feet as they moved her toward the queen regnant's lap.

Natalie panicked.

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