She did not want this. But her body did. Just as her father had said--her ass began to dance. Her dad chuckled. "Alright get up, we're not ready to fu...k you yet. Get up on your knees." Angry at being interrupted, and angry that she was so willing to get herself off in front of the two men who had betrayed her trust so completely, she got up, her aching asshole protesting, her sore limbs resisting. Glaring at the two men helplessly, she rose up to a kneeling position. "Put your hands behind your. I don't mind that he is a physical abuser. Better me than someone who doesn't like it or want it. But he does have his moments that I know no one else sees. There is the occasional night he'll allow me to sleep with him (but typically only after I take an unusually harsh beating), or the rare night he'll allow me to masturbate (only typically when he knows there will be a little bit of blood in my cum - he loves when that happens), or the even more rare night he'll beat me on the back porch. ..jacking...off...to...me?, she asked very slowly. "What the hell does it look like, Dara," I shot back. "You're plenty pissed off at me, aren't you?", she said. I looked at her and told her it was more than I could take to see and hear the way she talked, to have her walking around in lingerie, to come into my room and masturbate on me, then continue the tease in broad daylight. "I'm very sorry," she said, and stormed out of the kitchen. She showered and dressed, and I heard her leave the. I was right. We were no sooner inside the house when she began removing our clothes. I struggled to disarm the security system and then gave in to her. Although she paid no attention to the layout of the rooms, she showed that she remembered what I'd told her about the location of my room. In a matter of minutes, she had me naked and on my back on the bed. She was wearing only the Tanzanite pendant when she straddled my legs with hers.Her nipples were elongated and her pussy offered no.