I am going to..." He left the rest of the thought unspoken. He had a goal. He told himself, "One of these days I am going to take her to bed and screw...her brains out."Jack did not realize he had spoken aloud until he heard, "Disgusting."He turned his head and saw a pinch-faced woman staring at him. "Piss off," he growled at her, the magic of the moment broken. She glowered at him and hurried off.Jack sat and enjoyed the morning sun as it warmed his face. "I never realized how much I had until I. My wife said she was showing her friends the naked picture of me over some drinks, and that they all wanted to see me like that. She said well he's still tied up, want to come over? Sure but let's have a few more drinks first. They've never seen a slave before and wanted some liquid courage to get rid of any inhibitions. They were all pretty drunk when they arrived. I started to panic since I didn't know what they were going to do to me. My wife asked them what they wanted to do but some of. Then, one of the guys kicked me in the ribs, again pulling his hit but with me acting like it rolled me over from the impact. I could see that they had already duct taped her mouth. I could also see the terror in her eyes as she watched her son being pummeled by masked strangers.“Get him up!”, one of the guys said in a low, gravelly voice which we schemed up so that she wouldn’t recognize anyone’s voice, though I hadn’t introduced her to any of these guys. “Put him in that chair and tie him. Without noticing, she pulled the light robe she wore a little more tightly around her. “What happened tonight?” she asked softly. He held out his right arm and patted the open space on the sofa beside him.“Sit next to me.” She wasn’t sure why this alarmed her, but it did. Sit? Fuck. Waking her up in the middle of the night demanding her help, and now…a “sit-down?” It didn’t sound good. She rounded the corner of the couch and sat down beside him. She had bent one leg beneath her and the.