I trailed behind her, not quite able to catch up. I realizedto my horror that she was a grown woman and a trained fighter; she had thephysical advanta...e against me.I scanned the building quickly with my x-ray vision and saw that all buttwo people were out safely. Faora continued to slam into the building withher body. She was a living battering ram. One of those still inside wasLisa Davis, one of my fellow seniors who was in charge of the after-schoolbabysitting program. She was huddled in the. Then I turned and slowly walked back to the kitchen as I glanced over my shoulder to see if he was watching my ass as I gave it a little extra wiggle as I walked away from him. Yes, he was watching my ass and right then I knew I had him in my grasp.I returned with a sandwich and a glass of tea, my pussy getting wetter as I glanced down at his crotch. I sat across from him as I handed him the plate, spreading my thighs as my housecoat rose above my knees, exposing the upper parts of my thighs to. Her father pulled her aside and gave her his revolver, the one that was always in his bedside table, that she had carried Friday night. “I want you to have this. If you ever need to use it, don’t hesitate. And if you find yourself having to pull it, you better shoot it, or it could get taken from you and used against you. I know I’ve told you this before, but if you’re going to hang with this crowd, you should have it.”“Thanks, Dad, I appreciate this. I’m not in danger though, I promise. . Then, I got the cock gag out and put it in place on the wall so that it just needed lifted and fastened into place. Next, the chair was turned to be facing the contraption I installed while she was gone. "OH! In case she wants these!" I put the nipple/clit clamps, their remote, the playtime-whip, and the blind fold by her chair as well. Then I stepped back and looked at my masterpiece. As I stared, I got so wet that it started soaking my thighs just from looking at it. "Well... I suppose I.