”I wrapped her up in my arms and held her. She snuggled back against me and clutched my hands to her breasts.“I love you so much. I can’t believ... that this is happening, that it has happened.”She cried, and I held her and soon she was asleep. That is how we spent our wedding night.The sensation was warm and soft. As I came to, my hands remembered what they held. I slowly ran my fingers over and around her hard nipples. The sensation I felt was Kendi’s butt crack sliding along my erection. She. "Dominate me now!"Joan noticed that the man's clothes were torn and dirty and old. Hissmell was over powering. "Mister," She started, "Master, I don't knowhow to dominate you. I-I never learned." Dominate me now!" The man's voice grew shrill and he picked a paddlethat some other couple had left out; all the rooms had many toys. Hestarted to hit Joan. "Sissies love to be hit, but I want you to hit me.Dominate me!"Joan backed up, to the corner, looking for a camera. There, up in thecorner. I feel. It's okay. No one has been able to make me orgasm like that in a long time anyways."I groaned my distress and literally felt sick from my lack of being able to pleasure her.She picked up on my que and tried to comfort me, "No! It's not you. You were really good. It's my stupid body. Besides, I can have orgasms by other means than penetration alone."I still felt like shit, but my spirits picked up a little. "What like eating you out?" I eyed her slick mound and started thinking about it. I. ..Puddin'."Joker smirked and lowered his weapon, letting its target relax for themoment. The newly-dubbed Mockingbird gazed at his reflection in themirror, unable to believe this was what had become of him.He was dressed in an altered version of one of Harley's outfits; a two-tone bodysuit designed to resemble a jester. The outfit was partially redjust like Harley's, but what was black on her outfit was green onMockingbird's, making it resemble some sort of clown-themed parody of hisown outfit..