"Come here soldier", she beckoned him' removing her skirt and panties and unclasping her bra. She sat on her desk; her legs spread open showing her ...wet glistening pussy. He shuffled over to her and kissed her passionately, rubbing his dick against her slit. She wrapped her legs around him drawing him in even closer. "I want to feel you inside of me", she whispered in his ear, "I want to feel your big cock". He was already throbbing hard again, his cock slick with her juices. He entered. I don't remember the fire, I only knew about it because the policemen were discussing it, unaware of any connection, I'll never know if the girl started it for revenge, or the bitch used it to destroy the evidence, I do know it was started in the laundry room and that the bitch survived. Too bad.Slowly my back healed, I could move, at first without flinching, then without thinking. One day I managed to look at myself in a mirror, happy I could twist enough to look as I studied the damage, the. It was like he cared about me.That was the hardest thing about this. He spanked me and hung me on his wall which seemed cruel yet I had the strong feeling it was because he liked me and not just like in the way you like a necklace or in his case a TV show, but like he genuinely cared about my well-being. It made no sense in light of how he often treated me yet I had that inner intuition that said there was something more to this.After he came back and release me he had me go to the couch again.. Rob said “Cum for daddy!” He was milking me like a cow, I was moaning and grinding and finally said ‘Oh my God I am cumming, I’m cumming!” Rob kept saying cum for daddy baby girl, cum for daddy. I arched my ass up like a bitch in heat and Rob stroked the cum out. I shot all over his sheets and his hand. Rob gently squeezed my balls to get every last drop out. Finally I collapsed on the bed in a puddle of my own juices. He kissed my cheeks and said I was a good girl. As I was laying there.