Again, you’re making up for it and we’ll leave it at that. I’m not letting you get away with it. I’m just taking the law into my own hands, th...t’s all. I’m telling society, ‘hey, I got this.’ See what I mean? I suppose that if I truly felt raped, it might be different. I just ... didn’t feel, you know, raped.“I guess that it’s hard to feel raped when the rapist is being all ... mushy about it. I don’t know. I don’t mean to put down other victims at all. I’m sure that they are traumatized. I’m. It was already getting red so I told her she should roll over and she did. She still had her shirt pulled over her boobs and I pulled my swim suit off and we laid there taking in the sun, it was perfect just a little wind and about 73deg. After a while we both had to pee so I put my swim suit on and she pulled her top down and we walked to the water and went for a swim. When we got back to our blanket it was cold being wet so I took my swim suit back off and my wife took her top off. I reached. " He looked at her expectantly, hoping she wouldn't flinch at the cost."Oh ... that's not so bad. If that's all it is, you can go ahead and fix it. How long will it take?" she asked expectantly."Uh, if you come back in a couple of hours, it should be ready for you," he smiled."Oh, wow. I didn't think it would be that fast. I'll come back after work at five, if that's OK?" Sure. If the door's locked, just knock and I'll let you in." Service with a smile, he thought. Service with an ulterior. Oh God, my legs were open and I was completely defenseless!Linda appeared over me smiling down at me holding a candle. “Hello slut.” “Ohhhhhh” I felt hot wax on my left nipple. Every drop felt like molten lead. Intense heat for an instant. Drop after drop after drop after drop. Linda looked down at me with cold eyes and a little smile on her face. Each drop brought the same pain. I could not get used to it even though I knew what was coming. Then she worked on my right nipple. Oh God! My tummy.