<em>Danica and Leo, at his house</em>I tag so I stay in habit of it. :P<br/><br/>To say that she was as cool as a cucumber would have been a lie, but nor was she totally terrified. Leo was the man that had found her and taken her to the Steel Cavalry when she had been in need and afraid.  She owed him a debt of gratitude for her sweet, middle class, conservative parents just hadn't been able to understand that the daughter that they had raised had been changed by the horrors that she'd suffered at the hand of the outlaw gang that had kidnapped her from bike week.  In many ways her soul was scarred from what she'd endured. In many other ways her tastes had changed during all of that and she needed a strong man to be able to keep her desires and her panic in line.<br/><br/>She moved off of the bike while rubbing the spot on her bottom that he'd smacked, though she didn't utter a single word of complaint. Nor did she when he grabbed her and kissed her, hand pulling her sizeable tits out of her top right there in the front yard. Instead she kissed him back, not really caring; how many times had she been fucked in front of an entire room of people in the past, not necessarily with the SC, but before.  Little bothered Danica for she'd survived so much.<br/><br/>When he spanked her again and then told her inside, she went without question, though her eyes did contain them especially when he said that they needed to talk.  His tone worried her and she knew that she would be screaming that night, not necessarily in pleasure.  Her stomach flip-flopped.  "Alright," she said quietly, biting her lip as she moved into the house.<br/>