“And your other lovers?” I asked, seeing how truthful my slut of a wife could be now.She hesitated and then nodded. “Them too.” She started st...oking me harder. I have to admit. It did feel good. I moaned.“How many men did you fuck over the weekend?” I asked as I leaned back into the sofa, placing my hands on her tits, squeezing them. She always did have great boobs. I was not surprised that I felt no bra. She did that for them, not me.“Only three,” she explained. “Jared, plus another black guy. If I could go back in time to stop myself I would but that is the one thing I cannot do.”She believed him. He used to have a little arrogance that would show through but that seamed to have vanished. He was humbler. He was not broken because he seemed to have an air of resolve about him, but he was humble about it.“You have changed.”“I have. I have learned many things while being in this pillory. I have learned what it is to be a victim. I have learned about pain and humiliation. I have learned. I loathe you for making me stay here so long but I want to make you happy so I comply to your rough orders." Leg up now!" you shout.I feel a rope tied to it from above. What did you do while I was sleeping? "Other leg!" you bark. I lift my other leg so now my arms are cuffed over my head and my legs are up like a V. You pull the plug out viciously and without warning, I had totally forgot it was there! My hole gaped from being stretched for hours and with my leg in a V its very easy for you to. I raced down the road, passing the farms that ringed the city. Houses grew more and more common as I entered the outskirts of the city, racing by the growing crowds of people spilling out to start their days.People gasped at the sight of me. I ignored them. I darted down familiar streets, snarling and growling, barreling around men pushing wheelbarrows, darting beneath the hooves of horses pulling draft wagons. I let nothing stop me as I wove through the streets of Az towards the Temple of.