"Mrs Davidson we really..." "Freya. Call me Freya," she urged. Nimbly unbuttoning my gulp, long elegant fingers encircled my manhood and fished it o...t into the open. She began to wank me and my helmet was shiny with pre-cum. My own hand slipped beneath her soft wet panties and Freya’s swollen pussy welcomed two of my fingers. She moaned loudly as my knuckles pushed deep inside. "Can we at least get inside one of the cubicles?" I pleaded hopefully, aware of the precarious predicament I found. After a few beatings, most being unnecessary and just for laughs both the mother and father lay beaten and broken on the classroom floor each of them holding the others hand as the red river began to pour over the brown carpet. True artwork thought I. The only piece worthy of having a place in this classroom.Chapter 3"My personal souvenir"I awoke the following morning in the corner of the abandoned cinema that at night we call home my brothers along with Dim, Pete and Georgie. In the centre of. Waterman was thrilled that Joan would have this unique chance, "Ofcourse, Wonder Twins. If I can't trust three super heroines with mydaughter's safety, then there is little hope for this world."Zayna asked, "Joan, do you want to go on a weekend with Wonder Woman,Jayna and I?Joan gave Zayna a great big hug, "Yes! It won't take me long to getpacked. I will be ready to go before you know it."While they were waiting for Joan to pack, Mrs. Waterman told the WonderTwins, "Everyone remembers. Slowly I moved around behind, attaching the restraints. I clipped her wrists together behind her back. I wanted to create some scariness for her... she has total trust in me, and with that, bondage is tantalizing, arousing for her. Coming back around in front, I grabbed a handful of rubber straps with my left hand and clenched the back of her head/hair again with my right, and began whipping her breasts and nipples, lightly at first, then harder. Suddenly, somewhat forcefully, I pushed her.