He struck my throbbing breasts, time and again. The blood dripped off his chin. ‘You fucking bitch, look what the hell you did. Why did you do it?�... He growled at me standing almost nose to nose. That question just about floored me. He was questioning me about why I would retaliate after my last ten days, after what he had done to me, after my piercings, after my rapes and continuing humiliation. How dare he? I knew, though I couldn’t smile, my eyes were sparkling with the fire of anger and. The red cloud of anger would not help.He sent the message as gently as possible, but sufficient enough to break through Aesia's pain. For a moment, there was no response, then she came alive. Tristan?Yes, hold on, I'm coming to get you.Tristan, how can you reach me in this way?The AI is acting as a telepathic amplifier.He sensed her shake her head. Leave me. You have to find the commanding officer. I think they are planning a military coup. You have to stop it.Aesia, just be ready.OK. Tristan. The fit was fairly tight, but my fingers slid very easily between the cushions, which also have leather sides even between the cushions. I couldn't help but wander what it would feel like to slide my cock between the cushions.The thought of humping the sofa got me further aroused, and I began stroking my cock more earnestly, quickly achieving a decent erection. Then I turned over on my stomach and slid back until my knees were up against the arm rest with my legs hanging over the end of the. Tom:"So nephew, you got yourself one fine piece of ass there!" That dress too? Mhmm, she's looking good enough to eat." "I bet you can't wait to get home and fuck that pussy, am I right?'I didn't even know how to respond, I just looked at him to try and read how serious he was or if he was just drunk out of his mind. It seamed like a bit of both was the truth.Me:"Alright Uncle Tom, I think you've had a few too many tonight."Then Tom leans in to me:"I gave your sweet bride a little gift that's.