Her husband put the noose on her neck and tightened it behind her head as he was suppose to. Christine was not sobbing but the husband she loved had t...ars coming down his cheeksChristine said, “I have resigned to die today but my husband is chicken. I really hope you all enjoy my nudity I have worked hard to look so good. My husband will eat some of my remains with his two new wives. I have enjoyed life but it time for me to die so goodbye folks. I will never be older than 35 so I will never. That is how much I trusted him, my Master, my savior. I knew I might never see him again. I might never experience this again with anyone else. But that night, he was my Master, and I, his slave. I was thankful for it.He stroked my writs, his fingers easing into my skin, kneading it slowly to release any tension caused by the cuffs. I knew a bit about aftercare, but this was surreal. I moaned at his ministrations.After giving me back-to-back orgasms, inflicting pain, treating me like a real. "What's wrong?" she asked."It's just the wind," she lied as the truck blasted it's air horn, making mom lookup. She saw a fat, bald, sweaty, beady-eyed, man staring at her naked body."Cum for the nice truck driver," Kayla told mom, handing her a large black vibrator, as I keep pace with the larger vehicle. Julies' eyes got wide as mom leaned back and spread her legs and started to run the toy between her lips.I could see the driver on his radio and I saw a truck up ahead of us in the right lane. For days afterward she had avoided the teenager, resolving to chalk it up to a momentary indiscretion which would never be repeated. But with each passing day, she felt the yearning increase and before the week was out she found herself asking him to stay after class for some analysis of the theme he had handed in.When they were sure they were alone, Christine could sustain the pretense no longer. Her skirt and panties were on the floor within seconds and he took her standing up right there in.