(The zealots, the only groups willing to pay such a suicidal price, had been repressed by their own less fanatical fellows before they could trigger s...uch a cataclysm.) For a time the hegemony of an increasingly authoritarian and plutocratic America and its efforts to impose an enforced Pax Amer­icana on the world presented, ironically, the greatest threat to that Pax; but two successive military "interventions" wiped out not only the rival nations but nearly half of America's own population and. I didn´t seem to be a heroine yet. All my lovely gorgeous sensations were fading fast. I felt even less of a heroine when they came back. Mr. Johnson made a move to untie me. I think he was going to unclip the clothespins first. Then his wife said: ‘Hold it, Phil. Something odd….’ Her voice was hard. ‘Stand back and look at the whole thing,’ she demanded. ‘It´s too damn pretty. Look at the way she´s tied. Somebody took a lot more trouble over that than any burglar would. Look at the knife and. “You're Daddy's slut now. You love worshiping Daddy's cock.”She moaned, her buzzing passion stimulating me. Pleasure rippled through me. It shot down to my feet. I jammed down on the accelerator, speeding down the road. I didn't care if a cop saw me. I'd just tell the cop to let me go.I could do anything.Garnet's hand found my balls. She massaged them, her fingers so delicate. She wanted my cum spurting into her mouth. I could feel her hunger. It was incredible. I groaned, struggling to focus. Jenny didn’t have any real friends either, but it was for a totally different reason. Her dad skipped out on her mother when she got pregnant, leaving Jenny’s mom to be the sole provider for the family. She worked hard in her secretarial job, but it didn’t really pay all that much. I knew all of this because I accidentally overheard Jenny explaining it to one of the teachers one day, when she didn’t have enough money to buy school pictures, like the rest of us did. I always felt bad for Jenny.