Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Victoria
She closed her eyes once more, and tried hard to build up anger. IT just wasnt working to well for her. She had lived a sheltered life, always had. She had money and power. And with that came safety from the cruelties of the world. She had never lived a terrifying moment, never felt unleashed anger. She couldnt find anything personal to be angry about. Then she remember something, from the early 60's. She had been living in a very wealthy neighborhood and befriended a little neighbor girl. Her father was single since the girls mom had died young. She recalled back to the night she had walked over to bring the little girl a gift for her birthday. She had used the back door entrance to the mansion. she recalled walking along side the pool and stopping short. inside the enclosed glass suana sat the little girl and her father. He was naked and rubbing himself against his daughter. She had felt so much anger inside her, she had crushed the gift box with her one hand. She remembered walking over to that glass door,flinging it open and sending the little girl to her room. That night she had pinned her father against the wall with one hand and had litterally ripped his cock off with her other. Watched as he screamed and slowly bled to death there on that floor. Victoria's eyes snapped open, the memory fresh in her mind, she struck the bag twice, first her left then her right. The bag was struck so hard the chain gave way and went flying across the room. Her body shook with pent up anger, she wanted to kill the man all over again. Her eyes turned to David, her snarl fearsome, "How was that?" She fairly growled out the question. Her hands shook with her anger, turning she walked to the corner of the room, facing the walls, and closed her eyes a moment to calm herself. That little girl had grown up with an aunt, and had a happy life since. She seen her now and then, shopping for her own grandchildren. Happy ending to a terrible ordeal, but it helped to calm her down.
"I ..I'm sorry David.. I dont like anger, and I dont like violence. I know there is a self defense lesson here, but it's just not something I can easily do.." She let her voice fall silent as she stood there, still shaking with fury for that sick bastard. Wanting still to dig his body up and kill him all over again.
She closed her eyes once more, and tried hard to build up anger. IT just wasnt working to well for her. She had lived a sheltered life, always had. She had money and power. And with that came safety from the cruelties of the world. She had never lived a terrifying moment, never felt unleashed anger. She couldnt find anything personal to be angry about. Then she remember something, from the early 60's. She had been living in a very wealthy neighborhood and befriended a little neighbor girl. Her father was single since the girls mom had died young. She recalled back to the night she had walked over to bring the little girl a gift for her birthday. She had used the back door entrance to the mansion. she recalled walking along side the pool and stopping short. inside the enclosed glass suana sat the little girl and her father. He was naked and rubbing himself against his daughter. She had felt so much anger inside her, she had crushed the gift box with her one hand. She remembered walking over to that glass door,flinging it open and sending the little girl to her room. That night she had pinned her father against the wall with one hand and had litterally ripped his cock off with her other. Watched as he screamed and slowly bled to death there on that floor. Victoria's eyes snapped open, the memory fresh in her mind, she struck the bag twice, first her left then her right. The bag was struck so hard the chain gave way and went flying across the room. Her body shook with pent up anger, she wanted to kill the man all over again. Her eyes turned to David, her snarl fearsome, "How was that?" She fairly growled out the question. Her hands shook with her anger, turning she walked to the corner of the room, facing the walls, and closed her eyes a moment to calm herself. That little girl had grown up with an aunt, and had a happy life since. She seen her now and then, shopping for her own grandchildren. Happy ending to a terrible ordeal, but it helped to calm her down.
"I ..I'm sorry David.. I dont like anger, and I dont like violence. I know there is a self defense lesson here, but it's just not something I can easily do.." She let her voice fall silent as she stood there, still shaking with fury for that sick bastard. Wanting still to dig his body up and kill him all over again.