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Julia yelped, scurried over to Lucilla, then sat on her haunches, and stared up at her new master with adoring puppy-eyes. “Wow.” Angela gasped, looking at me with considerable admiration. I gave her a little wink, and she gave me a look that said her face would be my chair later today. “How long is this going to last?” Lucilla asked, scowling at the beautiful hermaphrodite panting like a friendly mutt at her feet. “At least four more hours.” I said into my wine glass, then noticed the concern on Lucilla’s face, “She’s still Julia, you understand. I didn’t break her down; I just gave her mind an outlet. Kind of like what vampires do with the power of suggestion.” “Woof-woof.” Julia concurred with a resolute nod. “Is that all you can say right now?” Lucilla frowned at Julia. “Woof-woof.” Julia answered, beaming up at her innocence mini lover. She rubbed her cheek against Lucilla’s thigh, then rolled herself into a ball at her feet, and attempted autofellatio. “Holy shit.” Lucilla sighed, hoisting her new pet back to her hands and knees, “I’ve got to get her out of here before Willowbud finds her like this, and does God-knows-what. I’ll meet you three later for our…” Lucilla glanced down at Julia, who had cocked her head inquisitively, her dog ears flopping to the side, “…wine and gossip session.” Lucilla finished. Julia narrowed her eyes, but didn’t voice her obvious incredulity. Lucilla called for a Breytan escort, and the two elves were lifted into the sky, and flown back to their temple. Interlude One: Guilt DIAMOND “You are my daughter, my first of another, and you will be my joy in this world.” Passion’s voice whispered a memory in my mind. They were the first words I’d ever heard, and they came to me unbidden, and unwelcomed. I could’ve saved her, but I didn’t. I could’ve stopped Mom, but I didn’t. And when she died, I wasn’t even sorry; I THE INNOCENCE 1 even fucked the woman who killed her. I shook the thoughts from my head, and looked around. I was deep underground, it appeared, as evidenced by the beam of grey light emitting from a circular opening high, high above me. I glanced to the sides, but all I saw was blackness. I glanced behind me, where the wrought-iron door opened to a universe of chaos and randomness. I had followed Corruption’s steps through the astral plane, literally tracing her footprints to avoid careening into the nonsensical void between realms. In this repressive blackness, part of me wanted to dare the journey back, but there was no going back. I let go of the door knob, and the door creaked on its hinges, before momentum carried it into a screech of metal, and After Innocence a deafening slam. The metallic explosion echoed through the void, each iteration growing deeper, and deeper, until its final call was an inaudible boom that I could feel in my chest. Then, silence. The circle of light above shined a dust-speckled beam to the floor below, creating a three-meter wide circle on the stones. I stepped beneath it, and looked up. The astral sun shined directly above me, colorless, burning white around its black eclipse. “A thousand years they are as one, like conjoined twins of the sun, and when they set with rattling breath, their torn apart by the hands of death.” Another unbidden memory, and another shot of guilt. I could’ve helped Hatred. I could’ve done more than just leave her there; I could’ve tried harder to change her back! I should never have gone past Greed’s realm. She was happy when she was Greed. It was my fault she turned to Hatred. All my fault. Again, I had to force the invasive thoughts from my mind. It was unnatural. It had been given to me. “Chaos, Corruption… Guilt? What the heck?” I whispered. This didn’t make any sense. If Angela’s theory was right, Corruption was just as old as Hatred, and judging by Hatred’s story, Corruption was either ‘Corruption’ or possibly ‘Chaos’ when Hatred knew her. This place was the antithesis of Corruption. This place was her very weakness. I looked up, considering the circular hole high above me. What was this, a literal ‘pit of guilt?’ Where was everything? “Hello!” I yelled, and heard my voice yell back to me, growing lower in pitch until it was a distorted, monstrous sound. “Hello.” A voice said directly into my left ear. I noticed a black Mercedes being there that wasn’t when we left. He pulled his socks off at the same time so he was just in his boxers. “I'm not scared,” he growled. Again I soon found out why as my bra and knickers were cut away and removed. Today she went for more of a blood red Japanese style with gold and black embroidery that flared out After Innocence around her feet. Of course, we should really break the notion of her being a boy right away. Just as I started to go, the door opened, and Candice came in. “They are her family.” Mandy whispered. "I love you." At this angle he was hitting her cervix with every single stroke, and with every thrust Anna felt more of herself die. I could feel that toothy, quasi-innocent smile on Zanyia's lips. She couldn’t believe how wet this act had made her until she realized that the warm moisture she was feeling was not because of her excited pussy at all. I have never been one of all the people who are addicted innocence mini to their smartphones, or even singing its praise and feeling lost without it, but now I was surely glad I had a moderately good phone, with a nice camera, capable of taking high resolution pictures and films. Chapter 3 Her young boy had felt, squeezed and kissed her everywhere now except for her pussy. John lingered with his assistant coaches for a bit going over the roster and practice schedule. The safe voice in my head was switched THE INNOCENCE 1 off again. Sylvia looks like she is not believing it, meanwhile Katin lets it happen without the bat of her eyelashes.


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