I pointed to the ground, gesturing that he should kneel before me. He yet remained standing, which took some major brass balls for sure. I decided to ...make an example of him in the worst possible way.I grabbed him by the groin and sent so much heat through my hand that it burned away his private parts entirely, making him scream in unbelievable agony. Someone behind me tried to shoot me dead, but I simply turned and slew her as well. That turned out to be the Secretary of Homeland Security. Then. The trainer fucking her in the cunt came first, his strokes becoming harder and more irregular, the slap at the end of each stroke carrying across the open area. He grunted, rammed his hips forward and clenched his ass holding himself deep and filling her pussy with his hot cum. Then the trainer facefucking her unloaded his seed into her throat. Her face red from being choked his cock. Her whole body convulsed as he held her head and unleashed his balls into her. He withdrew and she collapsed. "Cousin Aaron told me 'bout it but, Jeezus, seeing is believing. Three kinds of crapper, including one of those French things—squirts water up your ass, or in the case of the ladies, washes their pussy—what d'ya call 'em?" Bidet," snapped Fiona. "Where's Hack? Where's my husband?" Yeah. Bee day. And a shower big enough for four, and a spa bath. I ain't never been so clean. Good job they got a generator that could run a battleship and enough water to float one."Max grinned at the two women.. His eyes were closed and his head lolled to one side. His breathing came in a ragged, slow tempo. Not asleep, just impotent and beaten. Reduced to whimpers. His breath returned to an even keel, and he lifted heavy eyelids. "That was awesome," he whispered, "the best I've ever had. Give me a year or two to recover, and I'll pay you back. Just kidding. After a few minutes and a cold shower, I'll be fit again, and it will be my time to please you. You'll be the boss, and I'll be your love slave.".