My mother couldn't stop bucking on top of my father, but she did raise her eyes until she was looking out into the dark hallway. Then, in the light of...the bedroom lamp, she saw me, her own son, standing there in the doorway rubbing an obvious erection inside his shorts."Don't stand in the shadows, son," she whispered. "Come in here and help your father out."What? I wanted to slap my hand against the side of my head to clear it. I couldn't have heard what I just thought I did, could I?!!"What. As it closed, a wild notion occurred to her--what if he loaded the scan of her body into some program like Poser and made computer porn with it? She closed her eyes and tried to calm down.Outside, Bob--or so he liked people to think he was called--loaded the chambers' operating program. The words "SYNAPTIC COMPUTERIZATION AND NULLIFICATION" appeared on the screen while everything loaded. He checked Chamber 1 on the list and the "Basic Package" button.Inside the chamber, a light appeared. Sylvia. I had been picking dead wood and logs for hours. The men rotated through the job of watching cunt 1 and myself. The only small relief we got was when they wanted their cock sucked or they wanted to fuck us. We were then told it was time for lunch and we needed to get our sorry cunts in the kitchen and fix it for them. We fed the men but were not even offered a ration of dog food. We were told we were going to get to rest this afternoon. It sounded good, but I knew there would be a catch. . And eventually, he started his trudge down the lane again.But, in about 45 minutes, the Rolls reappeared and stopped by his side. Out sprung the father and embraced him."You have saved my daughter", he said."What can I do to reward you?"The tramp looked at the father and gave a sad gentle smile."Why, nothing", he said. "I'd just drink it away as I've done with everything else worthwhile I've ever had. I'm just glad your little girl is all right."Well, the father wouldn't accept that so in the.