I knew she wasn't trying to look it and perhaps it had a lot to do with speaking with my ladies that I was so turned on, but I had to take a double-ta...e when Karen entered the living room to say 'goodnight'. Her 'nightshirt' was little more than an oversized tee that was pink and faded. Faded enough that you could see a faint hint of her body under it. I don't know if she simply forgot or if it was on purpose, I would assume it was on purpose, as I could barely see the dark circles of her. "Thank you, Carla!" her dad said, obviously relieved about Evy. "How do you feel, Honey?" he asked the woman in his arms."I am not as sore as I was," Evy smiled for him. "Thank you, Carla. You have a gift for healing. You should now thank God for it." I should thank a stupid alien!" she said, turning back around. Yep; Carl was still looking at this too pretty body she was in. Hungrily. "Are you completely stupid, or are you hiding your powers, waiting until you can jump me?!" I wish. -I mean,. He’s telling me to beg for it, and God help me, I can’t stop myself. I need to feel this man inside me and plead for him to give me what I need. I reach for his zipper, but I only find in the next moment they’re pinned to the wall beneath his hand. My back arches away from the wall as his mouth sucks my nipple hard, teeth grazing. I feel the rough jolt of his other hand unfastening his jeans and the earnest movement to push them down. Finally, I feel his cock against my soaking slit. The. Satisfying. Very satisfying.Admirably demonstrating the power of pain.During the next hour, we went through all the postures.The girls gave the minimum of trouble. Then we did it all over again. I repeatedly fondled them, feeling them shudder with revulsion... except Hannah. It was all part of their training, having to submit to such things. These posture exercises would continue for four days, by which time, eachgirl should be body-perfect in performing them. This discipline was important,.