He struggles, intensely aroused, yet still trying to break free. In an attempt to de-shackle himself, he tries using his demonic powers to burn away r...straints. It is successful but along with the leather of the cuffs, he burns away her leather corset, panties, and fishnets leaving her kneeling before him in just her knee high boots. His eyes glow red, the wings burn off their feathers and as they fall to the ground, she rushes away, startled. Now with bat wings and demonic art around his body. The sounds of machinery are completely drowned by the immediate roar that erupts from the crowd. The frame nearest you is charging forward, pistons driving heavy armoured legs into the ground. Its broad body, armoured with iridescent plates, is hunched into a low shoulder charge, presenting a grotesquely oversized pauldron towards the opponent that is comparatively motionless, waiting for its chance to dive or to get a bead with the giant harpoon that makes up its left forearm. Green-striped. Mrs. Brown removed her tiny bikini effortlessly. She then pulled my swimsuit off and together we watched Mom undress. She smiled at me as she unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, she lowered her skirt, and stepped out of it. Then she joined Mrs. Brown and I in my bed.Mom said that there was no need for foreplay and that I should just do it to please myself. All had been thinking about was pleasing myself so her statement caused me to think about pleasing her…but only until I had my hard-on. Much to her surprise, a familiar elderly man slid into the seat across from her. ‘Well hello there, my favorite grandniece, fancy seeing you here.’ Charlotte smiled and momentarily forgot her troubles as memories of times spent with Great-Uncle Isaac came flooding back. ‘Actually, I can only talk briefly—’ he paused to wave to another man who looked to be about his age before continuing. ‘I need a favor of you, Charlotte dear.’ She nodded, wondering what the old man could possibly want from.