but before i could even move he curled up my hair around his hand, so he had a tight grip on my head, yanking it back a little. he pressed on and moved in a little deeper. “GOD, YOU’RE TIGHT, LITTLE WHORE” he yelled out, then thrusted into me hard. i started to struggle, wiggled my body around, made him slip. Without a word he gestured to my father to bring me to him. The bra was even more mismatched in size. “god, you’re gonna be the star in my harem with those tits! “they package my offer in an innocent little dress, but underneath she’s dressed like a dirty whore; like somebody who needs to be fucked all day long…!!!” with that he grinned at me, put one hand on each of my tits and squeezed them so hard that i screamed out, my head falling back down. my entire body got dragged over the altar by that force and involuntarily i scream out again. horrified i could now feel him rubbing his hard cock over my pussy. my tortured breasts actually welcomed the cool temperature of the stone. and i did scream! For me it was decided by my family a long time ago that i’d be offered up. we’re just getting started” he’s still out of breath, his voice
