Unfortunately her orgasm pulled his attention away from his meal and he pulled away while she was still cuming. As he stood his broad shoulder hit the...lever and pulled the noose slightly tighter. There was no slack in the noose so even the small movement was enough for the rope to press uncomfortably into her neck and the sensation drove her to cum harder despite the lack of attention her pussy was receiving. The lever had a ratchet design so once moved the tension would not release. He did not. Dorman however, gratified the smiling bitches no end, as his terrified mind wrestled with what the bolt symbolised; the women would gain much satisfaction at witnessing his realisation of the instrument of his demise.The retribution of the women was swift indeed, though they had never been affected in any way by the crimes which the males had been sent to the colony as punishment for; Gregson awoke to find the black caped women binding his ankles, and his arms to the side of his body at. At first I thought my wife was being attacked until I clearly heard her yell, "Fuck me, Oh God Yes" over and over.The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and the noise from my wife having sex with someone other than me was quite clear now. I tried peeking in through the door but the view of the bed was still blocked, so slowly and carefully I pushed opened the door and looked in. The scene before me left me dazed and also turned on for some reason. There was my wife, completely naked on her. ”“Did you do it? No. I know you didn’t. SHIT!” he exclaimed. “You need to get the Hell out of there NOW! And I mean NOW!”As sleep fell away, I asked, “What the fuck is going on, Mike?”“General Hollister’s dead.”“Shit! How?”“Heart attack.”Now really confused, I said, “I’m sorry to hear it. Callie’s going to be devastated. But why do I have to leave now?”His answer shook me deeply.“He was tortured. His heart failed. A warrant is out for your arrest.”“Me? Why?”“You’ve been identified by a witness.