ISSUE ONESaint City.Once a bastion of virtue and civil order; it has long since fallen from grace. There is crime in its streets and corruption in its...offices. Most of its people keep their heads down and try not to be swept up in the violence, but not everyone is willing to let their once glorious city slip into chaos.Like most metropolises Saint City houses a small population of super humans. No one knows for certain how many live normal lives among their normal neighbors, but half a dozen. Bas was lying on the other bed, cradling the remote against his flat stomach, watching cartoons of all things. Rolling onto her back, she winced. Her last attempt at escape had not gone well. Once Bas had freed himself from the bathroom, he'd found her quickly. He'd taken his displeasure out on her backside. She still couldn't believe he'd bent her over his knee and severely paddled her ass. Even more unbelievable was the dampness in her panties said spanking had caused. Get a grip, Jagati.. She'd never seen her father's member, and she stared as he walked past her to the end of the table where her charms were exposed."Gwen, you're beautiful. How's it been to have a young man pleasuring himself in your belly? Have you enjoyed it?," he asked."Oh, yes, father, immensely. I like it so well." Good. I've long thought it important that men and women know how to please one another. Too many men regard a woman as a place to rut rather than as a place to discover. We should spend more time. I was wrong...Two days later we arranged to meet again.He'd suggested I come to his for lunch this time, on the understanding that if we both wanted to, there would be the opportunity to play later. I wanted to, I really did, but I'd never done this before and my nerves were getting the better of me. After lunch of pizza and salad, he held out his hand to me and asked if I wanted to go upstairs.I froze.I wanted to go, but I couldn't move, couldn't speak. I'd known this guy all of 5 minutes,.