Whereas before she was more passive, letting me make the first move, now she was assertive and forceful. It was a little exciting, and also a little s...cary.At lunch Lisa wanted to do some more kissing so we made our way to a quiet spot. On the way we were stopped by a gang of kids. They were the Supers who had gained great powers and decided that it made them better than non-MORFS survivors."Hey, it's Lisa, right?" their leader, a completely green skinned boy called Winston asked."Yeah," she. .. then he smacked my cheek and told me "shut the fuck up or I'll fuck your ass too!". I'd never been hit on my cheek before and my entire face stung. I didn't make another sound. He held my hands above my head and lifted my t-shirt up and began biting my nipples through my white cotton bra. He took each tit out, one by one, and sucked each of them until my nipples were rock hard. He nibbled on my neck, and kissed along my jaw line. Next he straddled my chest, and pinned my arms down. He was a perfect gentleman. He was a really nice guy. Had we met under different circumstances, I might have been romantically attracted. But I had a husband and a good life.So I said, “Put this oil on the head of that monster and put it where you want. I am your fuck whore, tramp, cum dump.”My lover needed no more encouragement. He took the vial and applied it to his member.He ordered me, “Kneel. Spread your knees, ass up, cunt out, ready.”I thought, “If my husband hears him ordering me around. I think everything should fit her. Seeing the getups, I am looking forward myself to seeing her in them.In the third floor bedroom I installed an enlarged closet to hold all herclothing, neatly hung. After hours of assembly, wooden benches andstainless steel tables were ready to receive a willing or unwilling body.There were stocks and racks with wrist and ankle restraints, bars fromwhich to suspend or hang an unfortunate person. One wall was covered withaccessories, such as; butt plugs, nipple.