I was then pulled out of the car, forced to walk a bit and then get onto my knees, I knew this was my final chance to protest but it still wasn't work...ng.I heard a lot of rattling of chains and clicking of locks, I knew there was no way out now. I was just glad it was a warm summer evening other wise I'd completely freeze."Now that's you all locked up" Mistress whispered in my ear. "I have locked you so that if you try and stand up or bend down any further you won't be able to because of the. Now I'm gonna fuck you silly...' a with that he begin to give short powerful hunches as his dick was lodged as far as possible in to my rectum. Tears were streaming down my cheeks in agony, my innards started to camp and hurt as my insides was crushed by his long thick massive dick head. I tried to beg but could only bite into his shoulder as he worked my anus like it was a hole in the ground. Steve finally whispered quickly '... here bitch take my second load...' and then I felt his dick. I knew it wasn’t right; I was married! But yet I went back to the same bar at the same time the following weekend. Gut told me it was to see her again, but I didn’t want to admit it. I was about to turn around and leave when I saw her, and about a second later she saw me. She made the move. She gave me her number and whispered in my ear her joy of seeing me again. After that…it became like clockwork. As often as I could, I’d go over to her little apartment and we’d fuck each others brains out.. Also I was the author of the two comments at the bottom, numbers 6 and 11, that have my name attached. This was not a hack by someone like Keith to make me, the character in the story, look real. I think we both love each other though our romance has more ups and downs than a rollercoaster. We've already had two breakups, but can't seem to stay apart very long. I was overjoyed when I read his letter, delightfully embarrassed even, because he hadn't sent it to me before posting it for.