I was no longer in pain, just uncomfortable, looking at his face as he stroked me I re-assured myself that I loved this man and would do whatever he w...nted of me.I closed my eyes, my clit was swollen, my juices were running and Master was masturbating me to orgasm. Slowly, gently, steadily he stroked my clit and inside my pussy, pressing against the dildo in my arse, rubbing his fingers against it from my pussy walls. The sensation was wild and my orgasm was building. My hips began to move, I. Mark was forced to witness, yet again, the rape of his wife and daughter while, Katrina, in what he took to be a kindly gesture, held on to his penis and pumped him dry.Mark's lot did not improve in the days that followed. Each morning he sat at the breakfast table and ate his oatmeal, in silence unless Ma asked a question. His tasks were invariably the filthiest in the piggery. At the end of each day he needed to be hosed down by one of the Butcher brothers or the mad mute, Pigboy. With the. . that's so good."He closed his eyes, grunting with the effort. He held himself above her, eyes closed, breathing hard, trying to control himself. Finally, after the moment passed, he pulled back and pushed again.She ran her hands across his chest, feeling his muscles as he held himself above her. Then her hands drifted to his waist as she brought her legs up. She hooked her ankles at the top of his thighs and pulled herself up against him. She felt so hot and open. He was sliding into her,. She peered into me with the most furious look she had ever given me, before busting out with a shit eating grin. She ecstatically informed me that I received orders and was being shipped out. She was happy for me because she knew how incredibly boring it was in Wyoming and she wanted me to go to a more exciting base. She sternly warned me not to tell anyone of my reassignment until the first sergeant did and to act surprised. I gave her my word. The funny thing about leaving a base is.