Bit by bit, he would take control from her.She stood before him, her head bowed. Touching a finger to her chin, he tilted her face to the harsh light ...rom his desk lamp as he had before. This time her face wasn't perfect. The swelling had gone down a bit, but the discoloration had started. Without makeup the bruises were very visible. Harold had backhanded her across the cheekbone and most of the damage was from that. Damon was sorry she had been hurt, but it had been one of the risks he had to. That is, until she grabbed my throbbing cock and started rubbing it through my jeans. My cock was to the point of exploding, so I had to do something. I didn't want this to end before it even started. I picked her up and slid her jeans off of her tight body and exposed her black panties, with neon pink lace waistband. I sat her on the desk, and pulled her panties aside as I stared at her dripping pussy. It was stubbly, like she hadn't shaved in a few days, but that was fine with me. Her light. You can't help who you are. But you did lose, so youshould do the forfeit."I stared at my wife, my tears now subsiding. A feeling of anger rose inme once more, "I've had enough of this," I shouted, "I'm going home." Butwhen I tried to stand up, Fran pulled me back down."No you're not," she said quietly, "you're going to do your forfeit. Ordo I have to make you do it by force?"I looked around the room, this time avoiding my wife. Sara and Bethanywere standing there with a look of anticipation, a. She hated his race for enslaving the Zukari. Did she hate him and his race enough though to want them dead? She looked at Amanda sleeping beside her, though she was sure Amanda was near the same age, she was like a young teenager in maturity. Amanda would not like to see Babuto dead even though he was using her. She knew Ryan. Ryan and the others would be very angry and Ryan would want to kill Babuto for what he had done to her. I need to stop Ryan and the others but how when I'm chained to.