I was sure he was capable of any kind of torture. I’d probably end up hanging on a hook in the meat locker because I considered him insane. I would ...ssume to act demure and totally obedient to him until later.The night’s sleep was rough, one bad dream after another. They were about loss and about the enemy that couldn’t be beaten. At some point I thought I was shaken awake with the realization something was different but I was still aware of a very dark-cold bunk house. I rubbed my eyes to try. She left, pulled the bathroom door closed and went back to her room. I got out of the shower and started drying off. I tried to push the image of my cleanly shaven daughter out of my mind, but it was stuck. My cock started to swell at the sight and thought of her standing bottomless in front of me. I put on some clean mesh shorts and sat down in front of the TV in my bedroom for a few minutes.I was in the middle of watching some sports highlights when I thought I heard some whispering coming. The meal was a great success. After everyone had finished, her daughter came in and whispered in her ear,“Mum, Spot is dead.”Trying to keep her head about her, she left the room as quickly as possible, Called the doctor and told him what had happened.The doctor said, “That’s bad, but I think we can take care of it ... I’ll call for an ambulance and I’ll be there as quickly as I can. We’ll give everyone enemas and we’ll pump out their stomachs and everything will be fine. Just keep them. ” She giggled as with one finger she began circling her clit.We both wanked quietly for a while until her breathing became really quick. Between sighs she said “Can you stick that dildo in you bum, I love watching you do that.”I bent over on all fours with my arse near her face and started to fully fuck myself so as to give her a good show. Through my legs I could see her wanking furiously and within a few second she started screaming. I hadn’t come yet and when she was fully finished I thought.