The plans were to make the best of things, sleep late, and have the traditional holiday meal.She smirked when she remembered her husband's remark, "Ho...ey, this meal is guaranteed to spice up our life and expand our waistlines."She blushed, frowned and replied, "For your information, my waistline doesn't need any more expansion, it need more reduction."She logged off the computer and went to sit in the living room and watch the twinkling lights of their festive Christmas tree, and the. We both walked inside our new house but nothing happened. Everything was normal. Ally sat on the couch and opened up a book that was resting up on the arm, and my cat was sleeping on the red sofa. Nothing unusual. I guess Ally really did want to save everything she had. I saw down on a new chair a man put down in my living room about an hour ago, resting my hurt foot. I looked at my foot and noticed the nail wasnt in my foot anymore. No wonder I could walk. I limped though. Ally was sitting on. Once again in the midst of my screams I hear the feint whoosh of the whip then the intense pain. My nipples take only some of the abuse the rest is distributed on my tits. I try to back away from the pain I know I can not escape and I plead with my unknown assailant to stop, I promise I will do anything to just please stop but the whoosh and the pain go on and on.My pussy is throbbing and I feel it is yelling at me and demanding that I allow it to go where it wants to go. I mentally scream back. " I sat quietly for a few minutes."Does our age difference bug you?"He smiled. "As I said before, most guys my age would give their eyeteeth to have a young, pretty wife! Besides, I can shave off my beard tomake me look a mite younger. And Lauren, if you and I do get hitched, Ipromise that I won't do anything unless you want it."I felt like crying, but nodded and whispered, "Thank you, Kodiak."Chapter 6We returned to the cabin the very next morning; our ordeal had drivenmuch of my 'sass' from.