For a moment I thought she was going to leave me there like that, butshe seemed to come back in seconds closing and locking the door behindher. In her...hand was a small tape recorder which she set on the floorpressing two buttons on it."Testing, yes I can see this is working. This is for you my darling,I'm going to ask your sissy husband some questions, you will hear hisanswers and you will see that I was absolutely right."I paled aghast swinging on my tip toes, my hands scrabbling to get. I ended up confessing my feelings to her and she said she felt the same way so we became a couple and things were really good. Well they were for the first month or so.” She pauses again with that same look of intense pain crossing her face once more, I don’t speak and she leaves me wondering what happened for a moment as she moves and sits down on the rocks in front of me before continuing her story.“People kept telling me that she was no good, that she liked to sleep around and play with. So instead, I swing. Gently now, as he's playfully spanked my ass just hard enough to get me to swing forward - my thigh misses the spot where his prick had been placed up against me, a cool spot once hot. I can hear him beginning to chuckle even as he squeezes lube into his hand. My assrim contracts tightly, almost hard enough that it provides some kind of relief, anticipating now for a moment instead of this incessant wanting. I hear him begin to slick up the length of his wide, fat cock and. He'd felt it once or twice in his own inhumanely long life. But know that Lineal had been forced to endure the bite until he'd mercifully died was almost more than he could bear.How must it have felt for Mirage? She'd been forced to stand there, to watch her husband's proud face as he'd been beaten to death. She'd been made to listen to his screams when he'd finally broken and she had pleaded and screamed herself, begging to prove her innocence or that the gods would punish her, not her.