I was at the computer and running through the camera feeds and froze. Coming up the road, trudging through the snow, were about a hundred men armed wi...h various weapons. Running to the door, I shoved my feet into my insulated boots, grabbed my trench coat and wrapped it around my body. I hoped my long johns would be warm enough as I ran out the door and towards the gate, as I pulled my gloves on.The snow was about two feet deep and was hard to get through to the stairwell, going up the stairs.. I was a mess and Suzy continued to whip me evenafter Robert shot his load in my face.Finally, Robert laid back on the bed and told Suzy, "Enough, for now."The whipping stopped and I just hung there, feeling all the sticky goodripping off my tits and running down over my stomach.I have never felt so totally helpless, humiliated and hurt as I did rightthen. My back was on fire and so were my tits. I looked over at the mirror tosee if I looked as bad as I felt and yeah, I did. What a mess. I. Pulling apart, a sliver of light opened up between the hands, growing until it was like a flame hovering in mid-air. It danced in the air, looking so very solid, yet you’d know it wasn’t solid at all if you had been looking. It was a hole in space, leading to who knows where, though the cowled figure did. Then a black mass, both oily and vaporous, flowed out of the light and dropped onto the bundle of cloth. The substance seemed to soak into the cloth, yet there was no obvious change in texture. Blonde and beautiful with big tits and a shapely ass. What we commonly call a "dumb blonde". Dumb like a fox. Although she was an intelligent woman, she never showed it publicly. She also was born dirt poor, and had no desire to return to those roots. She knew that in order to keep the good life she had to keep my dad happy. She knew her role: Cook, clean, and be available sexually whenever needed. A natural Stepford Wife. She knew that her primary job in our family was to provide sex on demand.