But before I could sayanything else, Davina's lips were one mine."I knew you were always a bit of a dyke on the side," she said."Ever since that time ...ith the art teacher in school I've wondered.Yes, I knew. I also suspected you married the bloke with the biggestmanhood just to cover it up. Well he's not the man he pretends to be,either."She stayed the night. We talked about old times and held each otherall night. It seemed so strange to have known someone for so manyyears without knowing how. I hated my body. It beckoned him. I know, because he’d whisper it was my fault as he rammed into me. Holding my throat as he said, “you’re a fucking waste with a body like this. A fucking waste.” The waste of the body was firm, petite, and supple. He’d grip it firmly in his large hands till it bruised and felt on the brink of breaking.I once tried locking more door, and the next day, he beat my mom. She was yelling, saying she hadn’t done anything, and he said, “I know.”I left my door. “Oh God Matt…that’s it! Ooohhh yes! Fuck yes! Oh God! Oohhhh….” You rub it over and over, causing my body to quake with a massive orgasm, my gush of juices dripping down your hand and soaking my pants. But still you don’t stop. You move your hand, rubbing my entire pussy again. Your free hand is pushing my slacks and panties lower, eventually letting them fall to the floor. I step out of them and quickly raise my leg up to your hip to give you better access, I know what you want. Your other. ..I can’t....? Lia trailed off. ?Look, I’m going to take the gag off. Don’t speak or say anything unless I tell you to, okay?? She received a vigorous nod, so unbuckled the cruel device and laid it aside. ?Look, what’s your name?? Lia asked awkwardly. She was still laying across the bound woman, and was uncomfortably aware of how aroused she was at the feeling.The slave looked uncertain, but obediently answered. ?Aelina, Mistress,? she replied quietly.?Good, Aelina.? Lia removed her leg from on.