This story contains scenes of kidnapping, non consensual exhibitionism, bondage, spanking, water sports, CFNM, forced homosexual acts and other erotic...themes between adults of college age or older. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would. One more picture for the memory book, and then he went to work. Still holding her head in both hands, he began pumping in and out of the woman’s throat. Slowly at first, savoring the tight warm feeling, but as it loosened from his passage he picked up speed. Soon he was moaning, standing on a train and roughly facefucking this woman whose name he didn’t even know.His balls slapped her chin and her throat distended from his abuse, and through it all her brown eyes stared up at him, lips still. She wasn’t done ranting. “The shit we’ve seen, the shit we’ve felt, and you three are concerned only with ... existing! Fucking god, even you Aaron, all you do is read. You can read until the god damn apocalypse, but they’re just words, they’re not real! And you two,” she gestured to the Ventrue and the Daeva, “sex and blood and that’s it, that’s all you two live for. How the fuck Jacob lets you three just coast like this without actually giving a shit about this stuff, the Crone, the madness. ”The claws came out, “Even if they knew that he paid you to have sex with him?”She was on autopilot as she shot back, “Is that what he told you?”She could see a weakness in her attack on her as she briefly hesitated before resuming the attack, “He didn’t have to. I balance his check book, I watch his finances, he’s been spending money and won’t tell me what it’s for. But I know, and I don’t like it, and I want it to stop.”Emphasizing each word she spat back at her, “Talk to your Father.”She.