I had a surprise coming to me. I had been to a union meeting and had stayed for a couple of drinks, I had intended to stay for a full session for some...reason I didn’t fancy it so I made my way home. I am in way a prude myself and the kids had never been afraid to walk about naked and they could ask me anything which at times they did, I always answered them the best and truthfully as I could about anything if I didn’t know the answer I would say so and promise to find the answer out for them,. Her eyes widened as they began to get closer. Noticing that the guards were asleep, she grabbed a bow which was recklessly placed against the base of a tree. “Go,” she ordered as she drew the bow. Thomas complied, running to the wooden lift on the cliff side. She turned back, facing the crowd of night dwellers. Concentrating on her first target, she opened fire. Arrows were flying everywhere as she quickly fired at the group, hoping to hit at least something. Running out of ammunition, she. As we lived a rather isolated life it would not be too great a problem for me to become even more secretive. I only dressed as a boy when I went to school and if we went out during the day. Apart from that, when I was at home I was to be a girl, full time but, because of the work she did, she had high standards. When I arrived home from school I had to bath and then change into my/her/my sister’s everyday clothes, the nicer clothes were only for weekend or when one or two of mother’s best. The guard fucked Wonder Girl hard, the pain only marginally stopped by the lube provided by her mentor. Wonder Girl’s mind felt blank and defeated, there was nothing she could do, and she felt so powerless. With her tongue wedged deep into her hero’s anal canal and a dildo covered in Wonder Woman’s juices being forced into hers causing her untold pain while bringing her closer to an orgasm, she felt truly helpless. To make matters worse there was nothing she could do about it, as any.