"She could feel it coming. The sorrow. Last night, she had cried herself to sleep, her father dead in the other room. She thought she could get away w...th just that. An hour's grief, then get on with life. With what had to be done. But, no. She wanted Dad. And Mom. And her sister. Where was Sumi? Was she even still in this world?"We ... They attacked. Showed us our place, how little we mattered. And, I can't blame them. We would have done it too. Would have, were GOING to if what Father said was. She say no i am here to fuck not eat.And she start to undress her self. I just look at her with my mouth open... Oh my god she was sexy!I wake up from my "dream" and start kiss her neck. She start shaking when i touch her. I kissed her neck and back turn her over and start to kiss her tits. I do not know for how long i kissed her but it must been a while and love it. I told her to laid down and slowly take of her panties. And there it was my dream pussy. I just looked at that wet beauty. Then i. “Yes, I do.”, she replied, grinding her clit against me. She put both hands on my chest for balance and began to furiously ride my hard dick as fast as she could. I held her hips with both hands for support as she reached down and began to rub her clit violently. In less than thirty seconds she leaned back and exploded in a mind numbing orgasm that shook her entire body for several seconds. She finally collapsed on the bed next to me breathing heavily. “Fuck, you make me…… cum so fucking hard.. My world became the punishment room and here Ingrid ruled.She used a short rubber-covered billy club to beat me. She knew exactly were to strike on my thick muscles, not leaving massive bruises, but causing intense agony. My thighs, calves and arms felt bruised to the bone. I wondered if I would ever stand again.I was slowly filled with a conviction that she could read my thoughts. In my pain and growing exhaustion it seemed any thoughts of anger or rebellion could be sensed by her and would.