He watched me. Not smiling, not frowning, just watching. There was fruit on the tray, four sections of whitish-orange jackfruit. I picked them up care...ully, one at a time, sitting with my knees against my breasts, my chin in the valley between them. Television. I was going on television again, that was why they gave me fruit. I ate it slowly, rocking back and forth and staring at the wall.My first time had been very hard. I hadn't wanted to read the words and I'd refused. So they'd beaten me. These tools made the games a bit more interesting. I then grabbed my cape which was attached to a choker. The cape was also made out of the same material as the rest of costume and went down to my ankles which might seem a bit long but it was part of the character. Dark Bat was a bit of clutz and her tripping over her cape is what often led to her getting captured. It was also pretty wide so I could wrap you around my body like a cloak. It even has a hoodie in case Dark Bat Needed to blend in.. "Charlotte, we're home," my mom calls out.I give Mom and Dad the biggest hugs."We missed you too, sweetpea," Dad says.Everything seems normal. I follow them around. I'm so glad they're home."So how was your time here? Did you do anything? Maybe a surprise birthday party?" Mom asks."Yes, Erin. I want a lock on my door." A lock?" says Dad."What for?" says Mom."I want it!" I yell. I stomp my foot and run to my room crying. I go to my hiding place."Charlotte? Are you okay?" Mom says. "Where is. I slid down on my seat and my dress rode up my thighs. I exploded in silence, shaking as that guy kept touching me. Mark removed his fingers and put them in his mouth, licking one finger at the time, tasting my juices. Then he moved closer to me, put his arm around my neck and put a hand in the top of the dress. He grabbed one of my boobs very softly and started to squeeze my nipple hard. He pushed the strap over my shoulder and took out one of my tits.I looked at my husband; but he just sat.