I was his servant, his slave. He would constantly put me in stranger positions and scenarios and, though I was initially frightened, I enjoyed them on...the same basic level. Each time I submitted to him, I felt awash in a comfort that only he could provide. While his tongue explored my mouth, his hands moved to undo the restraints that held my hands in place. Once they were free, he moved to my ankles and released the clips that went from my cuffs to the hooks mounted on the cross. In my. "Let your mother and I discuss this, and we will talk about it in the morning," he told me.I nodded, and had an uneasy night thinking about it.In the morning, I was up very early. I went down, and soon my parents joined me. I looked at them expectantly as Girl served us breakfast. During breakfast my father said, "Your mother and I have discussed it. Again, if you had come to us earlier we may have recommended that you not go forward with your plans, but what's done is done. The way you tell. She was a rather petite girl, extremely pretty, very funny and pleasant to be with, and she was still budding into the maturing body of a young woman. Her breasts were probably A/B-cup in size, not nearly as big as some of her classmates and yet the dress she wore that night showed them off wonderfully. Our relationship was such that about all I got to do with Cathy was feel her up. When I picked her up for the evening, my cock jumped into hardness and I was hard put to keep her mother from. Kara Danvers was broken. And alone. Superman, Alex and even Cat Grant gave her words of encouragement, wonderfully eloquent, beautiful words of encouragement, but her heart refused to take comfort in their acts of kindness. She needed something. Or rather someone to help fill the void in her heart, after it was ripped in two. But she wasn't quite ready to Love someone again. It was just too early for that sort of thing...But she did need somebody to be there for her, in her time of need..