But the helicopter had crashed into the vineyards, though not a direct crash but still spun around and slide indian across the vineyards like a runaway train that had been derailed at high speed. It felt as if gravity slipped away from around them as her feet stopped touching the metal floor. She couldn't see but she knew they weren't in the chopper anymore and before they hit the ground, she fell unconscious. Herself, Mister O would find themselves somewhat safe on the ground, far from the crash. She'd never know how they were saved, but they were. Mister O opened his eyes and got up right away and saw Daisy laying next to him. The helicopter crash site was a good mile away. How they ended up so far from the helicopter was a mystery. "Daisy!" Mister O called out as he shook her. He then looked around and couldn't see Doc anywhere when suddenly he was struck in the back of the head by a blunt object. "Take them both," Madelyn's father ordered the satyrs that had snuck up on Mister O. "The man shall be offering as blood sacrifice, now the ritual is complete. As for her, Djall has a special demand of her. Let them witness our glory," Madelyn’s father ordered. The then satyrs began to drag them both towards the church to continue their ceremony. Chapter 7 - Lead Us To Temptation Madelyn, for the first little while she was here had been kept clothed, dirty from her long journey, and gagged because she wouldn't stop crying and asking questions. Since then though, they had done nonstop sexual acts and dark rituals in front of her and it seemed to have some effect on the young girl. Her father had told the others that she had absorbed the sexual energy of Djall and it was making her more accepting of her destiny. She was more docile, more quiet, more stoic. The previous night, after the two newcomers had been brought in, some of the women in the cult took her from her cage, stripped her of her clothes and hand bathed her. She didn't fight it. She almost seemed to enjoy the special attention. The girl was either so traumatized that she could do nothing but accept her fate or some force was slowly taking over her and causing her to desire the cause she had been brought here to complete. Even Madelyn herself couldn't focus on the Fucking thought long enough to figure out what was going on in her own brain. However, the thought of her father using her for such rituals still made her want to break into tears. After the bath, the women had drawn a few symbols in different places along her sexy curvaceous body. She didn't recognize them and no one would amateur tell teen her what they meant. As soon as I got off work, however, I immediately went over to his mobile home to amateur see what he meant by “you owe me for this” said to Fucking me earlier. “I’m not sure I can help much. "Yes, I peed in the cage Mistress." She squirmed constantly against his boner making it harder and harder. Guilt that it was your niece; fear of what would happen sexy if your sister found out; uncertainty about if she was serious or just teasing. “I'm adjusted! "If this has returned to you, the rest should soon also. He crossed his muscular arms over his massive chest teen with an air of self-importance. She had gone too far this time. She loves a good ass fuck. As we opened the door to the bedroom, we found Carrie on the bed without any underwear on and only a dress, Tim with his T-shirt on looking into Carrie’s pussy with her dress pulled up. I’d been more comfortable when I thought I was about to get tortured. He said he liked it and then said Kara looked beautiful too. “You're just going to town on her asshole.” Found it. And no more clean language, please." Shooting a quick email off to work, I let my assistant know that I will be out for the rest of the week. She still wondered if they would manage to survive this ordeal, but even if not, she would be happy to die by Scott’s side as a free woman. She stood before me naked, I had time to look over her body, my cock hardening at the sight of her breasts and pale nipples then she embraced me in a passionate kiss as she pulled my clothes off. "Eeww no way mom, that's so gross" I said, the disgust visible on my face. It was from John. I wanted to suck cock until my throat was raw. Buddy was frustrated, his prize was taken from him. My moans echoed down the hallway. "Yeah, I guess so" she said, succeeding to contain her enthusiasm. Suddenly Amy’s Dad inserted the room key into the door, opened it fully and then carefully closed it causing almost no sound whatsoever, having picked up on his daughter’s phone conversation. As it was my juices managed to get right down the pipe and indian into the transparent tank. I squatted down a little and he got on top of me, his hips thrusting at me, probing with his cock for my cunt-hole. “Something bothering you, bitch? “Everyone has a story. I couldn’t just say, hey, guess what, I am a witch and a lesbian. She was sultry, seductive, and just plain sexy, as she moved to each of us, and gave us our own show, pinching her nipples, rubbing her ass, running a finger up her slit.