This was how he had found himself in France, tracking down the cell of a terrorist group that had caused the death of a family that he had grown to lo...e over the past few years. Monika Saule and her two children had been killed by a terrorist bomb going off on a train they had been riding.He had decided to take vengeance on those who had perpetrated this act of violence, with his own brand of violence. Utilizing a number of his underground contacts, he had gotten the names and locations of. By now he'd have thought it through, picked his speech; he wasn't exactly gentle in his manner normally, but with a head of steam up she didn't want to be in the way of it. On the other hand, she deserved it for being that stupid — she couldn't feel much worse, right now, but at least she didn't expect to get a beating this time. She'd spoken out of turn before, turned down the wrong person or given herself in the wrong way, in the wrong order... her father knew just how to cause pain and. His yelp of delight woke me up. Through blurryeyes I watched him pop out of his easy chair, maneuvering Suzy off his lapand into the seat with practiced ease. She could sleep through ahurricane. Tom bounced in place and punched at the air silently."They won, huh? Congratulations." I said quietly rubbing my eyes.He started and turned to me quickly."Oh sorry. I didn't want to wake the girls" he whispered. "Yeah. Thatseals the playoffs."He wanted to celebrate somehow, that was obvious, but I was. I knelt and took it in my mouth. My chains clinked as I served him and I wanted this so badly. I was his. The hobble restraints and cock cage, the collar and outfit, and a black Master. I looked up at him, my eyes filled with a lustful look and he slipped his finger into the d ring on my collar and led me back onto the bed.The Viagra had kicked in and my erection strained in its pink steel cage. I was fucked on all fours for what seemed like hours. Thrusting in and slapping my arse, rolling me.