It also gave me time to issue orders as to the care, safety, and arrangements for those wounded and killed. They were my people and having them killed...right outside my suite was an open would on my psyche.Roger Lindahl arrived from his home just as I got really going on the task of notifying next of kin, figuring how to help survivors with college expenses for their children, outstanding mortgages and other ways to reduce the suffering for those who lost their husband, father, or son, as well. I fucked her arse for a while.Next she lay on her back on the bed and told me to handcuff her again to the bed.This way was even better, it was an amazing feeling having Maria completely at my mercy, I asked her if the guys had done this too, she said of course they had, they had fucked her whilst she was handcuffed, blindfolded and gagged all at the same time, they had fisted her when she was like it too, she said even when she screamed it was hardly noticeable, talking like this really. When she asked if I had a dog or cat when I was growing up my argument was lost. She had fallen in love with a fawn colored Great Dane, and we had a new baby in the house.I don’t remember ever having a puppy before, a dog yes but not a puppy. Samuel the puppy, named after the Hero who brought me to her, needed to be let out two times a night. Of course when he whimpered Beth decided it would be better if he slept with us. I informed her that the floor was close enough, and that she would. "W-what do I have to do?" She whimpered, looking directly into the eyes of the man behind the cubicle door."You gonna turn around and bend over, showing me that tight little pussy and ass." Becky turn around, she put both her hands on the toilet lid and bent over from the waist."Deeper bitch!" Becky arched her back more, her flexibility from dancing meant she could stick her arse high, a glorious sight for the rapists."Wooh shit! Now that's an ass, just look at that tight pussy, i can't wait!".