As we headed towards the car in the dim light, I slipped the jacket off and carried it in my hand. The neon strip lighting fell on me every ten paces ...r so and made it more obvious that my shirt was transparent. Would he notice? We got to the car and he opened it. I opened the back door and sat down on the seat with my feet outside the car; I carefully folded my jacket and left it on the seat beside me. He hadn’t yet got into the car and he was standing in front of me looking down at me.. ..No matter. I found that the young lady, so recently rescued from so dark a fate, had now swooned quite away and appeared to be entirely unconscious ... and quite exposed, much of her clothing having been removed by her erstwhile assailants. I did not think it fair to simply leave here there, nor appropriate to leave a Task incomplete. So I lifted her to my shoulder - she was, indeed, only the slightest of burdens - and took her with me to my Sanctuary, where, I thought, I could at the least. "I know you're horny so let me help me out a bit." She whispered in my ear. (Later on she confessed to me that she had been planning this for some time now and knew that if she would of asked me when I was sober I would of said no, so seeing that I was drunk she took a chance.) Now let me tell you that being drunk, tired and horny as hell really is not a good combination. I tried to fight her off as much as I could but to tell you the truth everything that she was doing felt so good. Yes, it often sucks to always feel like an alien among her peers, but it is great to never have a cold or to worry about her health.However, now, her enemies her have turned exactly those features against her in her sexual "conditioning". With the kryptonite collar, Kara is even weaker than the average college girls, but her unbreakable stamina and body remains, becoming the perfect little fuck toy in the hand of Father Jacob and his slave handlers.Every day since her capture, they would.