"I can keep you as hard as I want." I never came three times before," he managed to say between clamped teeth."Why don't you come another time too?" G...od!" She kissed him hard on the mouth, pushing her tongue in and out between his teeth. He gave in to her rape of him, moaning. Margaret felt that burning tickle at last. She knew she could catch it now, knew that all she had to do was to keep grinding her swollen, dripping pussy against the base of her nephew's prick. It felt glorious. It was a. They were both very upset, and I think the three of us sat there and cried. Well Mom and I cried, and Dad sat in his chair in a state of shock. I think part of their upset was that Mom didn't go with them, and they were both glad she hadn't. I think they had a dose of survivor's guilt.Eventually, we pulled ourselves together and talked about what we had to do in the next few days. Mom became my anchor, and I really needed one at that point.We ate lunch together, and afterward I took a nap on. She shuddered, pulling her claw back from my throat. The bull whip flew around my shoulders, stinging the bloody strip on my back. Catwoman pulled on my hair, lifting me to my feet. She drew close to me and snarled, ‘What…did you call me?’ Averting my eyes I replied, humbly, ‘…m-mistress.’ She grinned like a predator. Apparently, the fate of the world’s greatest superheroines in their rape camp was not a priority any longer as she slapped me across the face, scratching my left cheek with the. They ordered their usual vodka each with no ice and then noticed Sarah sitting at the end of the bar. The two black guys smiled at each other, downed their vodkas and walked over to where Sarah was. They chatted for a while and eventually invited her out to dance; again she declined the offer but thanked them. The night continued and Sarah had been drinking quite a bit as I was of course looking out for her. She had said earlier that she didn't want to dance with anyone in case I got jealous,.