Once Jessika helped Lana clean up, all that was left was details. Eliciting ideas to punish her from her own mind, to punish her husband and daughter. Remarkable that they came from her! Most we refused as too harsh, too evil, but some fit into our plan and Dan and I worked them in.

Lana was exhausted mentally and physically. She wanted to sleep but we would not yet allow that, making her eat and drink to refresh the needs of her body. Finally, we let her lay down; it was very late and Dear Daughter would be home from school in 12 hours. We needed to get some sleep.

I wandered to our room, but no Rusty. Where would she... oh, sure. Seconds later, I noticed her curled in the chair in the Solarium. I picked her up and carried her to our room, laying her on our bed.

Going in to shower, I relaxed at last under the warm waters raining down, closing my eyes to the weariness. The strong relaxing odor of the soap helped me slow my breathing, and allowed some of the stress to wash away. Suddenly, small teeth bit into my side, and two hands started massaging me. Obviously, Rusty recognized my exhaustion.

On getting out, she made me stand still as she gently rubbed me dry, then led me to the bed, helping me get pillows arranged and such. She snuggled between my legs, and began a long, slow, gentle blowjob. I relaxed to the sensations, and fell asleep shortly after cumming. The end of a hard, harsh day, cuddled with the woman I had freed impulsively, and grown to love.