It shoved her harder and harder, and her long brown hair got caught in it's teeth. She stopped screaming to conserve energy and pushed back as hard a... she could. Legs kicked, Muscles strained, but she was losing anyway.Finally in a fit of frustration the Rathtar took two of it's tentacles and shoved one up her pussy again, but the second went right up her asshole. She let out a massive scream and her head was shoved right into it's mouth. Her arms were pinned to her sides as she slid past it's. Then we got the call. She answered and it was soon evident that something bad had happened. All her lack of emotion these last couple of months appeared to have returned in a single second. She literally fell to the floor sobbing.I had to take the phone from her, which she still had clutched in her hand. The officer gave me the details. Our son had been involved in an car crash.My son had gone to a friend's house after school that day and as they were bringing him home, another car ran a red. The bloody bell on my collar was forever ringing and I swear that theneighbours next door could hear us. Although I had never met them I knewthat they were a young black couple, husband and wife and of theprofessional type.I wished my Master wouldn't be so loud when taking me. He seemed get aperverted pleasure by letting everyone know I was been taken.Finally he drifted off to sleep and left me beside him in my rubber outfit.Morning was soon upon us and I got out of bed to run the shower. All. Sucking hungrily, her hand holding my head and stroking my hair, I heard her soft sighs.She stopped me for a brief moment, suggesting we go upstairs. As she rose she let her dress fall completely from her. Lesley leading the way, I followed up the stairs. So much had happened in the last twenty-four hours. As we entered the room we tumbled onto the lovely king size bed. Huge compared to my small bed at the Manse. We hugged, rolled, wrapped arms around each other as, somehow, my clothes.