03-13-2009, 09:16 PM
Amanda was fearful of Kat from the very start, afraid that she was worse then Shadow or just as bad, she had an air of experience in this that frightened her to the core. When she cupped her breast and mentioned adding things the only thing that the sensual cat woman could think of were piercings, things she absolutely did not want. When she was let down she hugged her body and trembled, feeling violated to her very core.
Amy was shaking horribly on her side, covered in cum from face to stomach, her tender visage shaded red with shame and the marks of where she was stricken. She found she could not rise from her knees as Shadow approached them and she shied away instinctively. She had heard what he had said, and she did not want to lose her virginity to him, not now, not ever.
Amanda walked up next to her daughter and bent down, wrapping her in a tender embrace and gently lifting her to her feet. The came Shadow and his envelopes. In a way, it was worse that he did this. Shadow denied them the peace of mind of knowing that at least this was completely unwilling and they got nothing from it, paying them made them seem less like forced slaves and more like whores, which they were not.
Amy could not open hers, only stair at it, her trembling hands eventually letting it fall to the ground as she broke down into tears once more. Amanda grimaced but opened hers slowly. She had a household to maintain, by herself, and now Shadow was going own and rape her, often most likely, she needed all the money she could get. So she opened it up and looked inside to see what was in there and how much.
Amy was shaking horribly on her side, covered in cum from face to stomach, her tender visage shaded red with shame and the marks of where she was stricken. She found she could not rise from her knees as Shadow approached them and she shied away instinctively. She had heard what he had said, and she did not want to lose her virginity to him, not now, not ever.
Amanda walked up next to her daughter and bent down, wrapping her in a tender embrace and gently lifting her to her feet. The came Shadow and his envelopes. In a way, it was worse that he did this. Shadow denied them the peace of mind of knowing that at least this was completely unwilling and they got nothing from it, paying them made them seem less like forced slaves and more like whores, which they were not.
Amy could not open hers, only stair at it, her trembling hands eventually letting it fall to the ground as she broke down into tears once more. Amanda grimaced but opened hers slowly. She had a household to maintain, by herself, and now Shadow was going own and rape her, often most likely, she needed all the money she could get. So she opened it up and looked inside to see what was in there and how much.
