At times, it all seemed a bit much, but this room at least contained a walk in shower that the former History Professor had come to love. It was her r...fuge from the world, a chance to step away from the worries and pressures of the job.Undoing the simple blue pajama top she wore, one of her husbands that she had saved, Sandra stood topless in front of the large wall mounted mirror. The woman looking back at her in the reflection looked pretty good for her age, she thought. She'd put on a few. I got done and started rinsing my hair. Once I was done with that, I grabbed my favorite vanilla and lavender scented body wash and put it on a pouf and lathered it up and started washing my body. As I was bent over washing my legs I heard the bathroom door open and then close. “Mom?” I called out. No one answered. I went back to washing my legs and moving up my body to start washing my intimate area when Brandon stuck his head in the shower and said “BOO!” He scared me to death. “Jesus,. This guy just slapped me. This was a major turnoff for me. This had gone to far. I can't fight this guy, but I am definitely not going to let him fuck me. What did I think to myself. what a fool. I am going to get out of here, and continue my straight life, finding a nice girl and get married..."That's it, I am out" I said. SLAP AGAIN! "Shut up, pretty boy" he said with lust. I am going to fuck you now. "TURN AROUND AND SPREAD YOUR ASS OPEN FOR ME". My pride vanished. I was alone in this world.. Once in the bedroom I instruct you to stand and place your cuffs around your wrists then clip them to the back of your collar. You're standing there with your hands secured behind your head and your legs slightly apart. I reach into the draw and produce your blindfold which I place across your eyes. You then hear the draw open again but do not know for what purpose I have opened it and you start to tremble in anticipation. You feel what you think is my finger running across your breasts but.