Underneath she wore her red lacy bra, red panties, red garter, and her thigh high stockings with the stiletto shoes that he adored. She did her hair a...d her make-up. She walked over to the standing mirror to admire herself. She knew her husband loved red lipstick and she put some on.She walked downstairs to the kitchen to grab some wine and two glasses and put them on her dining room table. She was looking forward to playing the game. She lit some candles and put on some soft jazz music. She. "You fucking whore! You touch James again I will killyou!"Brenda grabbed another beer and threw it at me again. I tried to pushher away with my hands, but she grabbed my hair and pulled it downpainfully."Let me go, bitch!" I screamed and tried to free myself, but not ableto release my hair."Take that fucking whore!" she screamed and hit me with her free handwhile keeping my head down with the other.For a second I thought that others would interfere and break it up,but Brenda hit me again and. "I hate you. You know don't you? I dare say you hate me as well, but I don't really care. Fact is I can destroy you with that information, can't I? You'll never know how much I want to but I'm going to give you an option. If you do exactly as I say, obey my every command I will return my copies to you to despose of and you'll never be found out. Are you willing to do that?"Of course I was and stammered my agreement, hurrying over the words, giving scant though to what he would make me do."Yes,. Her entire body was quivering as the twin dildos which were embedded in the saddle thrust and spun and vibrated. Actually the entire saddle could vibrate in cycles totally separate from the two dildos.The spinning, alone, is enough to totally disorient you. A few hours in the complex tumbling of the machine would break most normal people. When you add the forced sexual stimulation this woman was experiencing, anything could happen.The woman began screaming “Columbus! Columbus! Oh God!.