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She began pacing naked back and forth outdoor through the room, stalking like a pent-up cat as her mind concocted what could cumshot have happened to her Wolf, even going so far as to think that maybe HE had stolen her Wolf away for some evil revenge against her. The leering, evil face of her stepfather came into her mind and she collapsed to the floor, as tears gushed from her eyes and wracking sobs made her chest heave. Her eyes flashed around the room in panic as she remembered the last time she saw him, chasing her from the house just an hour before she wound up at the bar where she met her Wolf, a butcher knife in his hand as he screamed if he ever saw her again, he’d cut her throat and drink her dry while he raped her dying body. She had lived in terror of her stepfather for the last several years since he had murdered her mother and basically locked her in the house, beating her and raping her whenever he wanted like his own personal toy. She remembered the day things had changed, right after her sixteenth birthday, her stepfather sitting on the couch with her, her mother in the kitchen cooking dinner. Up until that point, they had seemed to have a normal father/daughter relationship, him having taken over for her own dad at the tender age of two when her daddy died in a car accident on his way home from work. Everything had started innocently enough, sitting on the couch, watching TV, them bumping against each other playfully, him tickling her, her squealing with giggles and then he became more aggressive. She didn’t know how it happened but the next thing she knew, she was pinned to the couch, him laying between her thighs, her wrists pinned above her head as he forced his lips on hers. She fought against him, screaming for her mom to help her, the snarling face of her stepfather as her mom tried pulling him off Cammy then the look of agony on her mother’s face as he shoved her hard off him and she fell, her head hitting the corner of the coffee table and the light fading from her eyes. She was numb from the shock of her mother’s death at the hands of the man she trusted to be her daddy and then he took her, quickly ripping her clothes from her and brutally raping her right there as her mother died. She doesn’t remember him finishing, her mind had disconnected and she passed out, the only thing she did remember was her mother dying and the intense pain from him brutally taking her virginity. Cammy had woken up some time later, a leather cuff locked to her ankle with a padlock and a steel fetish cable tying her to her bed. The cable was just long enough to reach to her bathroom to be able to use the facilities and keep herself clean and that’s how she spent her life for the next several years. She had found out months after her mother’s death that her stepfather told the police that he blamed mom’s death on Cammy, saying they had fought and Cammy had shoved her when her mother caught her on the couch giving herself to some boy like a common whore. She wasn’t even able to attend her mother’s funeral since the police were looking for her for the murder of her mother, babe her stepfather having told them she fled the house after the fight. Gradually, it just got easier to give in and let her stepfather do whatever he wanted to her, even getting to the point where she liked the pain he inflicted on her during his nightly visits to her room, sometimes whipping her, sometimes torturing her with needles or fire and sometimes with other things he found of use around the house before eventually using either her mouth, pussy or ass to get off. And no matter how much she gave in to him, he always degraded her as much as he could to keep her in her place, calling her every vile thing he could think of…whore…slut…fucktoy…cumdump…sometimes even worse. These memories were racing through her mind as she lay on the floor, curled into a sobbing ball as the door to the room swung open and her Wolf was standing in the doorway. Seeing her, immediately he closed the door, set the food down carefully and rushed to blowjob her, scooping her into his arms, sitting her in his lap and gently rocking her as she sobbed and babbled, trying to convey how worried she was that he was gone. Softly cooing to her and holding her tight in his strong, protective arms he was finally able to get her to calm enough so she made sense again and he realized how much they needed each other…she was a balm that calmed his raging heart and he was the steel that drove away her fears. Their food forgotten for the time being, he stood carefully, cradling her body to his chest and carried her to the bed, laying her down and covering her before stripping himself and climbing in the other side. He pulled her to him and as she held onto him fiercely, she told him her story as he held her and brushed his fingers calmingly through her hair. Telling him of the years of abuse and rape, the torment and torture, the loss and loneliness and most importantly, she finally gifted him with her beautiful name…Cammy. HIS Cammy, her Wolf. Georgia by Vanessa Evans Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 13 I woke up when Martina came down the stairs. We both took a shower together and then we fucked before going to sleep. My mouth was watering, she has a great body and huge breasts. He had two bull calves that were big enough to sell, and big enough to fetish start humping on the cows, so he wanted them gone. Music started, couples and threesomes grinding on each other as they watched the fun. “NO,” he said angrily and continued, “How can you even ask me that?” The winner would then make the final event, assuming her ultrasound showed that she was carrying a futa. “I like to observe people when they think they’re alone. To avoid him she stepped back. “Oh,” she cried out babe as a sudden pulling was felt on her lips. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy's prick busy inside her snug cunt. Oh, Henry, I love you so much.” outdoor “I cumshot just blowjob want it.” I tire of this." “Strawberry?” He asked me as he took one from the bowl on the tray and held it to my lips.