She was permitted a modest robe to cover herself with and felt slightly more human for the gesture. Afterwards the guard led her back to the same room...in the studio which she had been taken the previous morning. The room containing Carl's dentist chair. Carl and Carla were waiting for her when she stepped into the room."Good morning lover, The commandant loved your video last night. We edited it and are putting the finishing touches on it now. It is one of the best rape scenes we ever filmed. I kept flattering him and touching him. I touched his biceps when I complimented his arms. Rubbed his shoulders and told him his traps looked amazing.Then I moved my hands down to his pecs when I told him his chest was Thor-like. I made sure to graze his nipples a couple of times as well. His body did feel amazing. And I was getting pretty hard being so overtly sexual. He was eating it up, though.Could he swing both ways? Maybe he was cool with getting a sneaky blow job from a dude. It’s not. He was then slipping his fingers in between my ass and going deep inside reaching the edge of my pussy. I could only keep my eyes close in satisfaction. It went on for another 10 minutes. Perhaps he climaxed and then left.Next morning, I tried to act as if nothing has happened but could not look into my father in law’s eyes. I feared that he would read my mind. In the breakfast table, when every one left and I was doing the table, he asked me to come to his room. He gave me his infamous lustful. She looked up, trying her best to appear as if she always sat sewing in a room she’d once described to Cole as a worse than a tomb, tombs weren’t usually painted salmon pink and hung with dyspeptic looking ancestors. Crammed with mismatched furniture and usually deathly cold, it was very different from Sophie’s own cosy chamber. It had, however, been her grandmother’s favourite, a private domain from which she had ruled the local matrons since leaving the opera stage to marry her patron,.