That’s why she died and wasn’t revived. An attack on me is one thing. I am immune from such harm. An attack on my guards could leave widows and or...phans. Unless they’re undead, of course. That’s quite unacceptable.“Still stupid if you attack the undead, anyway, though they can’t be destroyed. I’m not keen on the example set by those who assault my troops. That’s a direct challenge to me and my authority. That’s rebellion. Treason,” I pointed out now, “by the way, Mayor Billey is now Private. Put down the dusterand come here," I said to my sissy son as he was busy dusting thetelevision cabinet."Yes mommy," he instinctively replied. He dutifully put down the dusterand walked towards me, his heels clicking on the hardwood floor."Now that's a good boy. You look so pretty in your little maid's outfit!Is that a bow in your hair?" I asked."Yeah. I thought it looked cute," he answered as he reached up anddelicately felt it with his fingers. I loved how he was embracing hisfeminine. The short smooth hair tickled her flesh. He was so warm, so firm! Janice stopped at his mid-section, looking back and seeing the animal was looking at her once more, having twisted his head halfway around. Those eyes! They almost had her in a trance as she stood there in the small area, her feet sinking into the false floor of shredded straw. There was that odor she found exciting, that pungent aroma of stale piss that made her wrinkle her nose.What was she going to do? What on earth was she. It was the first time anyone had done that for me. She just carried on drinking from me until finally spent my cock began to deflate. She raised herself and smiled, her fingers trailed along the side of her mouth and wipe a small amount of cum that had escaped into her mouth and swallowed.“Gosh bro you taste good.” to which we both burst out laughing.“Well sis you sure as hell are a good cocksucker.” She accepted it as a compliment and snaked her hand back on my manhood and started fondling.