Elise ended up laughing so hard that she gave herself hiccups. “I’m not taking shit from a vanilla fucker who couldn’t even handle my pinky. You dish it out, but you can’t take it.” “In the last week, how many Facebook posts have you shared of a picture of the Joker or some other blowjob bad guy with some edgy wannabe-individualist quote they never said?” Lorraine wanted to respond but couldn’t. “Let me guess, at least one of them said something like ‘throw me to the wolves, or I’ll return leading the pack’. How many of them talked about not giving a fuck? I bet at least half of them were about people being fake or how many times you’ve been “betrayed” in the past.” Lorraine wordlessly got up and went back into the house and Elise gave me a high-five with her tail. The rest of the day was spent helping everyone get familiar with the house and with each other. I spoke with every girl, touching base with them to make sure they were happy. I had long since memorized all their names, getting to know each and every one of them during those weekends in the hospital. They picked out their rooms and played for hours in the sun. When it was time for the evening news, we had to bring in furniture from other rooms so that everyone would have a place to sit. My fetish couch was pushed to the back of the room and as many girls as possible piled on, all of them wanting to snuggle up with me. I doubt many of them were really paying attention, and if mature they were, whether or not they actually understood. The only BDSM stories that caught their attention were the appearances of more hybrids. The rate of their appearances was increasing. Just a little while ago, there would be one report every few days, but now, there could be five or even more every night. Countless glances were directed back at me and Lorraine. “Master, are you doing this?” Talia asked. Jenny had asked the same thing when she first watched the news. “No, I’m not, at least I don’t think I am. The doctors and I think that these cases are happening naturally, unlike all of you who Lorraine and I created.” “What’s going to happen to them?” Saul, Lorraine’s peacock man asked. He was sitting in back with us since his massive cumshot tail feathers would otherwise block everyone’s view. “They’re going to homes like this one so they can be studied and kept safe. Dr. Lawrence told me that an adoption program is being developed so that they can be looked after in more relaxed environments.” Dinner came, and the sound in the dining room was absolutely thunderous, more than a hundred people all gathered around one long table. Actually, the table had to be extended for everyone to take a seat. No longer were Elise and I doing the cooking. The CDC had hired chefs to prepare huge bulk meals, setting out tables covered in food in the kitchen, buffet style, and everyone would fill up a plate and sit in the dining room. Normally Momo and others would eat from their bowls on the floor, but with so many new additions, they didn’t want to be pushed out so they flanked me on either side. "Please stop!" So, BDSM Paula excused her to pack up her immediately needed things to leave with him right then. What now fetish he thought to himself. “Maybe we will find out while you enjoy her while I watch as part of my penance for being so naughty in Sydney.” Eventually, Marie collapsed exhausted to her knees and the pillar of flame also soon faded and disappeared. The pen was a Bic, and it didn't take long for the plastic to become coated in her sex.   Her eyes flickered open and met mine, cumshot first with confusion then with remembrance and finally with a yearning lust as she felt behind her to Peter's massive erection, one that I had so often enjoyed myself. I pulled his cock out and it is the biggest that I have ever seen. The very tip blowjob swelled, the pressure reaching a fever point. It fit very closely against my skin and came under my chin and fit close against my neck. She jammed her tongue in my mouth. Then there was the fact she tried to be controlling. There was a savagery to it, a danger that mature hadn’t appealed to me before. He nodded. Stroke that cock for me baby. He grabbed Shari's head and shoved his cock into her open, willing mouth.