A few minutes later, caught up in the sauna-like comfort of the shower, Henry's ears perked up.Leaning his head out of the shower, Henry confirmed wha... he thought he had heard. The radio DJ was warning everyone to be on the watch for a fugitive from the authorities who had been spotted in the general area. All those in reclusive building were encouraged to alert authorities at the first sign of trouble. The man was armed and dangerous, of course.Returning to the comfort of the shower, Henry. It was as if he was stroking his member with one hand, he was sure of that and the thought excited me even more. I spread my legs more so he could see my panties that I think could already see a wet stain on them from my already wet and horny pussy, I looked up at him a little and it was already clear that he was masturbating with his hand under the desk and his face was even more sweaty, so I decided to put my hand on my pussy and caress him. When I reached the panties with my fingers I felt. I was almost moved to words, but said nothing. When I put the clamp on her other nipple, she pushed against me, her bound hands grasping at my shirt. I did not know whether she was seeking relief from pain, or expressing pleasure. But my arms stayed around her, holding her, comforting her, cuddling her. I unclipped her wrists and pointed. “On your stomach,” I said. She approached the bed with slow steps, hesitating; but curious. “Yes, Sir.”. “You are my child. I could not let the evil take you.” he said and hugged me, making the pain in my back flare again. Reaching the church a half hour later, we went into the chapel and mother and I greeted the rest of the parishioners as they came in. All through Father's two hour sermon on the evils of masturbation and giving our bodies and minds to evil, I sat there trying to keep the tears from my eyes. Finally he finished and we split into the Sunday school classes. Taking my seat, I saw.