My first duty station was overseas, and we moved there when my son was just a baby. At the time of this story, we’d been there for about a year and... been married just a bit longer. I was in uniform and my wife also worked full-time on base, so our son spent his days at the c***d care center there. The subject of this story, April, was an assistant caregiver for his age group and the daughter of one of the officers I worked for.April was eighteen in the summer during which this story takes. He leaned over right in front of my face I could see him roughly in the darkness of the room. I he pinched my left nipple. I bit my lip to keep from crying, I wanted to scream out but knew that if I did it would get worse. "Do you like this, slut?" Yes, yes I did like it, heat built up between my thighs and I released a soft moan. The fear brought me closer to him. I had to trust him like a good little slave and give myself to him. I had no choices I had to do what he willed."Filthy little. He wasn't worried about coming in his pants, though not because he feared he wouldn't be able to climax a second time, but simply because he had trained himself to hold back until the last possible moment.As a result, women had always found his sexual pyrotechnics unbeatable. His ability to sustain an erection without any artificial devices, his skill at holding his orgasm back until he had milked a woman of several climaxes, one right after the other, had all stood him in good stead with the. Dahlia shrieked at the raw pain of skin inside her. The man continued to finger fuck her, pulling out and then sliding back in rapidly and digging into her inch by inch until finally he was buried up to the third knuckle. The tip of his sharp nail brushed up right against her tight little hymen. He grinned. Oh, shes a virgin, all right. The leader wordlessly shoved the guy out of the way, cruelly ripping his finger out of her cunt. Her lips closed with a smack. But all too soon there was the.