I will talk to her, and let her know we have made up. I promise that she will get ahold of you.”“Di, I overheard you two talking earlier. And I am...ashamed at what my daughter said. Could I, could I see?”I smiled, and removed my sunglasses. I heard silence for almost a minute, then put them back on. “The last time she visited, it was much worse than it is now I am told. The swelling was still bad, and the scars were still red and I think one or two still seeping. And my eyes looked worse also I. He’s cock impaled deep inside my pussy and my legs wrapped around his waist.As if there wasn’t enough shock, when Ron turned around and seen his dad and almost keeled over. He realized he was just caught in the act. He scrambled off the bed and stood in the corner, as if afraid to move a muscle. He didn't know what to expect.When I saw my husband standing there, I screamed, and clamped my hand over my mouth. I suddenly wondered how I could ever have thought that I could keep my activities with. At this point of the day, most of the guards were eating, while a handful was manning watch towers and key choke points. Two guards turned the corner, laughing about the Jew bitch they ran a train on (although this wasn’t how they actually said it, Ladybug’s mind translated it as that) earlier that day. She raised her weapon and sent four rounds at them, dropping them dead in their tracks. ‘1 in the heart, 1 in the head,’ she thought to herself, daddy would be proud. Although she was heavily. "The following week: "This week is....bondage week! you will constantlybe in restrictive bondage to remind you of your inferior status as asissyslave. Chains and ropes with you in uncomfortable positions,writhing in a futile attempt to free yourself."Another week went by. "This week is horse week! You'll be confined tothe barn and given intense pony gurl instructions."And the next week "This is corset week, sissyslave! You get to spend thewhole week wearing just a corset. Of course each day.