We grew up together, went to school together, and we were each other’s first and only love. We’ve been married for five years, five blissful years... A year before the incident we had a little baby girl named Brandy. To me the sun rose and set on her blond little head. I was the happiest man in the world. Hope and Brandy created such joy in me that everything else seemed unimportant. Then I found out that Hope was seeing another man. One of Hope’s so-called friends told me. She said she didn’t. I glanced over, Yea I guess Im pretty big. We fapped away, stroking our cocks gazing over the tits and slender women in the magazine. Did you hear that? What Nick? Sounded like giggling. Shuffling came from the closet. Ill check it out. I stood up with no pants and my dick throbbing as I walked over to the the closet. I grabbed the handle and I could hear light breathing. I yanked the door open and there was Nikki on the floor looking up at me. What the hell? What is it Alex? Look what I. . The thought stopped as she felt her body begin to tingle again. No,no, not Ivar. Sigurd was her master. She felt her breasts, her grointingle as the name came to her mind. The name -- _his_ name.The girl who had been Thorvald Gundarson ran over and knelt on the groundbefore her master. "My Lord, my master, Sigurd Karlson." It thrilled herto say the words aloud. "I am -- what was her name, the name that _he_wished her to have? -- I am Thordis, your slave. Please, I beg you to takeme as your. She was in the shower. I could hear her singing, just the sound of her voice was enough to make me hard. I sat on the edge of the bath, ear pressed against the wall. Her singing stopped. I could not hear anything anymore. I sat there in a trance. I could hear footsteps from her room. She was back in the bathroom. Enough was enough i went outside through the window towards the back and looked in through her bathroom window. She was sitting on the toilet. I looked. She had nothing on, her legs.