The Reverend was angry. His blood pressure was through the roof. He knew it because he could feel the throbbing in his temples, but what could he do? Doing anything to that Walker boy meant exposing his son to shame. His daughter was already ruined by that rapist and would be exposed to even more shame. The weeks turned into months and still he couldn't decide what to do. He prayed for an answer, prayed for his revenge to take shape, and still nothing. Soon enough the baby came. Watching his sweet Hardcore Mandi give birth to that little bastard was more than he could bear. He realized what he needed was leverage. Right now, all the cards were Hairy in that little faggot boy’s hands. If he was going to get revenge on Thomas Walker, he needed to put him in a position he could exploit. The Reverend Dart considered himself an upright man. A righteous man. He was disgusted by the gays. It made what Walker had done to his family all the more humiliating knowing he fucked his son in his little ass. Yet, he could see a way to get rough fuck the leverage he needed. If God would allow him to bend the rules this one time, yes… he could put himself back on top, get his revenge at least, and maybe even consign the Walker boy to a lifetime of rape at a State Penitentiary where he belonged. Meanwhile word spread that the kid that Mandi Dart had belonged to none other than Thomas Walker. Overnight, he went from “faggot” to “stud” in the hallways at Huln-Dawson High School. Fucking Mandi upped his cred quicker than anything could japanese have. She was a little nerdy, but every guy in the school knew who she was and had wanted to be the one to lay knowledge on her the first time. Knocking her up the first time out made him something of a legend. With Mandi’s big brother, Jay, gone to college, there was no one there to enforce any social consequences on him for his misdeed. Thomas was somewhat uncomfortable with the new attention but enjoyed getting to go to the parties and the new sex partners that it opened to him. With the added access to weed and alcohol, he became something of a weekend drunk. When he was out fucking chicks from school, he couldn't help but see Mandi’s face and he had a nagging guilt even though his Grandpa had assured him it was “The Walker Way.” It just wasn't the way he had been raised, but the damage was done, and he might as well enjoy the positives the outcome brought his way. Thomas was enjoying his newfound status. His victims were left devastated. First, by the loss of their security. Being raped had left them feeling vulnerable and scared. Jeremy was scared to take a drink of anything to the point that he ended up in the hospital dehydrated twice that fall. The Reverend had caught him jacking off to gay porn several times since the incident. He feared that his son was turning and there was nothing he could do. Mandi was taking care of an infant and kept having dreams where Thomas made love to her. The dreams weren’t scary or terrifying, but rather they made her feel embarrassed and ashamed because she hadn’t had any choice to participate in what Thomas had done. She reasoned that she should feel violated and angry, but asian instead she was sad and horny all through her pregnancy. Having the baby just meant being tired from having a newborn, breast feeding, and dreaming. The Reverend watched as his middle son slowly lost his mind and as his daughter’s exhaustion mounted. The Reverend might be a man to hold the line a bit harshly, but he loved his family and it killed him to see this happening. Seeing Thomas Walker strut around town like he owned the world and the look he gave the Reverend when he came to pick up his son galled him to no end. Finally, the final bounds of his restraint were gone. He went down into his cellar and began drawing his plans and setting up the room. My dick ached and throbbed. I groaned as I grabbed the front of my skirt and then asian hauled it up. In delicate stitching, the two words flowed in gold, majestic cursive: Top Queen. “Of course I can,” he japanese said. Your telling me rough fuck he left "Iron Man" the dildo in your pussy while his dick was in your asshole? Pleasure flicked across my little sister's face. “Dr. Mark Hairy Iger,” Ben continued, “on behalf of the Masonic Brotherhood of American Sorcery, you are under arrest for the attempted murders of David and Madeleine Brighton. You don't look so old to me. Bet you have one big prick in those pants. He smirked before Hardcore he spit on her asshole. Still though, Mike held back. She stood there in the pouring rain outside her school no shelter around and no one else around either. Ariela raised one delicate eyebrow and reevaluated the pair, she hadn’t known the age of the King’s last son, not having stopped to ask him, and she found herself in one way disappointed and in another intrigued as she eyed the young boy with his too young face and his shock of red hair. It was blessing in disguise that he talked to her on phone. Let me sign her up to be sacrificed like Amy”.