A hard strike to the side of the head sent him falling to the ground. “Dad!” the girls screamed. Dominion glared at them, his malicious aura robbing them of the ability to breathe. “I don’t recall saying you were allowed to talk. I’ll punish you both later.” He looked back down at Misato, slowly pushing himself up off the floor. “This isn’t your home creampie anymore.” Misato looked back at his crying daughters, and with his own face wet with tears, he got to his feet and walked out the front door. Dominion turned to the chef. “Steak dinner, now,” he barked. Night fell, and while Dominion had enjoyed a lavish feast, the twins had been denied even a scrap of food as part of their punishment. However, their hunger was the least of their concerns. They were hanging in the basement by their wrists, shackled with the chains looping over pipes in the ceiling. They were side by side but facing in opposite directions, unable to look at each other. Their naked, unwashed bodies trembled from helplessness. They couldn’t even beg for mercy due to the ball gags secured in their mouths. Dominion walked around them, his eyes displaying a mix of annoyance and excitement. “It seems you two still haven’t learned your place. You spoke, something which I never granted tits permission for. Your voices aren’t entitlements given to you by God or your parents, they are the result of my mercy, and that I’d only slightly prefer hearing your screams rather than carve big asian out your vocal cords and eat them for a snack. You still think your bodies belong to you. I’ll have to correct this misconception.” He held out his hand and closed it into a fist. Like a caught animal trying to escape, lengths of black hair began to slide out of his grip. The strands, multiplying and growing each second, wove themselves together into knotted coils. In seconds, a flogging whip had formed in his hand. He walked another loop around them, letting them both see it. Already swollen from endless crying, Hijiri’s face was soaked in fear-induced tears, while Cho stared at the whip with wide eyes and a muffled scream. It was so fast, Dominion whipping Cho across the stomach without any Hardcore hint or warning. She shrieked in agony, both from the strength of the impact and the damage to her skin. The hair used to make the whip, it was sharp and abrasive, like a wire saw. Her smooth belly had a red streak as if she had just been swiped with some rough sandpaper. Dominion then turned and struck Hijiri, hitting her under the arm and making her scream like her sister. He walked behind Cho, the girl hyperventilating in terror, just waiting to feel the whip across her back. Instead, he circled to her front and delivered a downward slash onto her left breast. A scream, at a pitch not yet heard today, slipped past the ball gag from the nerves in her areola feeling like they were on fire. Then, it was back to Hijiri, and an especially hard strike against her ass. In her pain, she writhed and swung her body from side to side like a fish pulling against the hook in its mouth, but the agony of another lash stifled her movement. He circled to her front, staring into her terror-filled eyes. A third strike, whipping both of her flat breasts. Saliva, tears, and snot were pouring off her face as he screamed. I try to look away, but she glides her hand down and asian gabbes just below my chin, forcefully lifting my face to look her in the eyes as she slides her other hand down my pants, giving my ass a hard squeeze. When you arrive, be tits sure to have a bit of a conversation about how things will work with you. “Oh god, oh yes. Dinner was discussed. Maybe she just wanted to rest up for the big day tomorrow, and not have to deal with a thousand questions from me tonight. Even then proper concern for the other’s feelings are in order and will be enforced. How could I be angry at that face? “Maybe…” I shrug Hardcore my eyebrows. Her feline instincts reacting to the cheetah with muffled snarls and meows while she squirmed within her restraints. "So we just creampie try to take eachothers clothes off?" We both laughed. Unable to correlate present data with this proud, concerning my present condition." “Yes!” Paloma groaned, the aroma of her spicy cunt swelling in my nose. When I heard his car pull into the driveway, I went to the front door, when the door started to open, I pulled my top up to flash him my tits. She gave a small chuckle and whispered, “Oh, you have no idea.” I knew I wasn't going to hold on long so kept pulling out big only to push back in again, vigorously. D...daddy? I stopped an inch from her pussy before slowly sliding my hands across the back of her thighs and bottom before starting to stroke up her thigh using even slower and more gentle strokes. Our friends from the k-team prepared them very well for us'.