The seven inch weapon that was now leveled at me must have seemed a mile to my husband. But it would hurt in my un-aroused, never-fulfilled depths.Hur... a lot."No! Stop this now! Jules?!" I tried to appeal to the man.He advanced towards me, "Sorry ma'am, I've dreamed of this at least as much as all the other men."He grabbed my robe by the collar in his left hand and shoved me hard with the other. Fabric tore and I fell back on my bed, the wind knocked out of me.Jules cast my ruined garment aside. All this came to nearly $200; prices were getting out of hand!My empty universe was going to be my cache. I put in a walk-in closet attached to the bedroom I had previously constructed. I put a full length mirror on the door and hung every thing appropriate on hangers I fabricated. The rest went into a chest of drawers I made. My sanctuary was turning into a "home away from home."I wanted to duplicate my bedroom at home, but I did not yet know how to copy something soft, so I couldn't make a. I walked out, towel upon my head, and that girl that had been shaving her pussy at the sink, was now rubbing lotion all over it. I knew the feeling. I just did not show it in public.Then there was Vee. She was still naked and looking at herself in the mirror blow drying her light colored main. In her case, the carpet definitely matched the drapes. Everything about Vee showed delicate beauty. With the slight paleness of her body, her soft pink nipples and the perfect line hiding what was inside. She caressed her breasts and began to pull on her hardened nipples stretching them, and pinching them before starting the cycle again. She could smell her arousal filling the room, as she imagined that the touch was that of one of the countess’ many lovers. Her words like her desires escaped her, ?Ooooo....... oh .. yes.. mmmmm? She was lost in her own passions. The words and her moans freely escaped her lips as one hand continued to assault her breasts and nipples and the other slid over the.