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You were only ever a means to an end for him, and that end was me. I made sure of it.” “No.” She couldn’t believe it, “No.” “The truth is always so painful.” I laughed at her, “Though in your case, I suspect the lie is quite excruciating as well. But don’t worry, Mother, I’m here for you.” I pulled the lever beside the door, and the chain that linked Mother’s wrists to the ceiling grew taut. She was forced upright with her hands overhead, and I made sure to crank the lever until her ankles and wrists were white with pressure. Then I opened the door, and dropped my bag of goodies on the floor before her. “You know, I’ve never tortured someone before. I’ve had people tortured, of course; it’s a necessary evil of spycraft, and while it can be gruesome, I’ve found at times that it can also be quite… exhilarating.” I pontificated as I searched my bag, “There’s a sexual aspect to it that people rarely talk about. Oh, people rarely talk about such a taboo subject as it is, but when they do it’s always about the victim. They never talk about the torturers.” I pulled out a knife, and turned to Mother with a broad smile on my face. She just gawked at me, her eyes so wide they seemed to pop from her skull. “The torturers love their victims,” I sauntered over to her, twirling the knife between my fingers, “for they give them unfettered truth.” I stopped before Mother, so close I could nearly taste her breath. “Isn’t that all sex is? A desire to make someone react to you with whole-hearted honesty? Even the most descriptive sonnet cannot translate as much truth as a single breathy moan.” I slid the knife’s blade slowly up her thigh, watching the terror rising in her eyes, “Or one ear-splitting shriek.” I stopped a hair’s breadth from her slit, her womanly heat radiating onto my hand, “Tonight, we are going to be very, very honest with each other, Hardcore Mother.” I slashed upward. Mother screamed, but it was only with the expectation of pain. The blade sliced her dress from skirt to bodice, and the sleeveless garment cascaded from her in two halves. Mother was Big Tits beautiful. Her forty years were barely expressed in the lines on her neck and the subtle drooping of her large breasts, but nowhere else. Her flesh was so white it was nearly porcelain, contrasting beautifully the pink targets of her nipples, and the blush of her womanhood. The hole I’d come from. “There are many forms of torture besides physical pain.” I said, setting the knife down, “A skilled torturer knows what best to employ for each victim.” I smiled coyly at Mother, “I’m afraid I’m a virgin at this, so please don’t judge my performance too harshly.” I reached behind myself, and undid the lacing on my gown. The garment fell from me in a cascade of silk, revealing a black leather corset that ended above my naval, fishnet stockings, and nothing else. I watched with growing excitement as Mother’s horror turned to revulsion. “Don’t you think I’m beautiful?” I grinned at her, “I’ve been told by the highest authority in the kingdom that I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.” I reached between Mother’s legs, and gently ran my fingers through her petals. She hissed and tore her gaze away, blinking tears down her cheeks. “Father was my first experience with a man. He showed me so much of what it meant to be a lover. Desire, rage, jealousy, and most of all, power. It only makes sense that you should be my first experience with a woman. Thank you for giving me this.” I pushed my fingers inside. Mother gasped, her neck striating with cords, her jaw twitching. I breathed excitedly onto her throat as I explored her insides with three digits, savoring the heat of her, the softness, and the wetness. “I’ve never raped anyone before.” My words were punctuated with breath, “I never understood why such brutish pleasures would appeal to anyone, but now I see. There’s an art to it, isn’t there? You are an orchestra of emotion, and I am the conductor. I will make you play beautiful music.” I pressed myself to her, breast to breast, thigh to thigh, “How weak a woman you are, to lose your husband to your own daughter!” My thumb pressed into her clit, rubbing vigorously until it engorged on its own accord, “What kind of a wife so fails her spouse that he seeks the pleasure of his cumshot own child?” Hot spurts fired, flooding over and over into her. More than likely the person reporting the sexual harassment would suffer more consequences than either doctor. “You can take that upstairs,” I said. He shuddered as it happened and I felt his cock begin to stir. "It feels the appropriate size and strength..." her rythm increaded slightly until she pulled off of me. She shuffled slightly until my penis head pressed against her asshole. Everybody has a dominant type, one that they’re most attuned to.” Her face contorted with bliss. She took the bait and evidently, my hiccup went unnoticed. Get you yourself cleaned up whore. I somberly descended the steps, and my new followers knelt in unison, casting their gazes downward. I had never seen Big Tits anyone so gorgeous. I sucked so hard on Ealaín's dick as I pulled my lips off of it, giving the hermaphrodite one last treat before I shuffled over to the trembling sex slave. "Show us your cunt teach" added Lisa's father. What a delicious treat. “You have been found guilty of treason and conspiring against your liege. Dad seemed equally uncomfortable but he had promised mum he’d talk with me. 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