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She was face to face with a bitter, vile, white supremacist, yet all she felt was sorrow for what she had experienced. How strange, that all this horror had a silver lining. After all the pain Cho had suffered, she could finally sympathize with realamateur others who had suffered. Regardless, she realized that there was no point in talking to Mary further. She had been raised to hate, to look down on others she deemed inferior no matter what situation she was in. That belief of her racial superiority was probably the only thing she had left, and her misery and anger would strengthen her hold on it. She was beyond redemption. Cho walked away, leaving Mary to simmer. She went in search of Hijiri and found her in one of the parlors, but rather than watching TV, she was sitting in the corner, mumbling in Japanese. She was talking to their mother. However, her voice was cracking, due to the trauma her throat had received the previous night. Dominion had been on his back with Cho straddling his face and Hijiri riding his cock, both women struggling with their hands bound behind their backs. They were gasping for air with their faces changing color due to the nooses around their throats. The nooses were connected, going through a pulley system on the ceiling. When one twin dropped down, the rope would pull up on the throat of the other. The rope was long enough so that if they both sat up on their knees, they’d get just enough air to keep from passing out, but Dominion had been taking turns with them like this for over an hour, draining them of their strength as he made them take turns getting raped. The sisters had to watch each other get strangled while gasping for air and sobbing in anguish. Cho could see the head of Dominion’s cock sliding back amateur and forth inside Hijiri as he made soup of her insides, and Hijiri could see Dominion’s tongue swirling between Cho’s legs as he slurped up her feminine essence. Adding more pain to the mix, they each had clamps put on their nipples with wires linking them together, so if one leaned back, the other would be pulled forward. Sweat and saliva gleamed on their breasts as they struggled for each wisp of air. Cho shook the memory of that nightmare aside. Her hand automatically moved to feel the bruise around her throat, but she stopped it and went over to her sister. “Come on, Hijiri, you shouldn’t sit on the floor like that. You’ll catch a cold.” Cho tried to lift her sister to her feet, but she just went limp. She looked up at Cho, her eyes glossed over as if she was drugged. “Mama, will you brush my hair?” she asked in Japanese. Cho struggled to hold back tears. “Of course, come up onto the couch.” Hijiri finally stood up on her own and Cho indian led her to the couch, then went up to her room and retrieved a hairbrush. She returned to find her sister singing nursery rhymes. She sat behind her and started brushing her hair. “How does that feel?” Hijiri didn’t respond, just shuddered like a bobblehead. Cho tried to ignore the big clumps of hair Hairypussy that had been yanked out. Dominion would use his powers to regrow it, declaring that she was unsightly otherwise. Maybe he just liked taking away that last bit of control Hijiri Fingering had over her life. Every night, Hijiri’s night terrors seemed to worsen, her screams heard throughout the house. When I blew my nut, it was stream after stream of thick globs. Allison stood, nervously speaking, “I am so thankful that all of you have accepted me. Each and every one of you have accepted me into the Hairypussy family and for that I am grateful. And John was already going prematurely bald. The nerds from the A/V club, lead by a Chinese futa named Guanting Chan, were bustling around it. There is plenty of room in the Thames for another body.” I smiled, tears spilling down my cheeks. 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She knew she would probably fall to him as soon as he shook her hand. Amber smiled at him but kept very quiet and ate lasagna as Lisa and her realamateur father shared a moment. She took ages lifting things of indian her tray and onto the table and all the time her eyes kept looking back to Jon.