Ah, he remembered those days of heady youth. The rush of hormones, the feeling of getting away with something.Leaving the barn, he went the 30 feet to...the old root cellar that had been here when they bought the land. Opening the doors, he went into the old tunnel and turned on the light.It had been built into the side of a hill. The last people had used it as a root cellar but he was unsure of its actual original purpose. It was a tunnel that hit a natural enlarged sort of cavern about 20 feet. Your ever loving wife is cheating on you.”“I know. I’ve known for about six months now. What I’m not understanding is why the bitch’s best friend feels like she has to rat her best friend out.”“The asshole she is cheating on you with is my husband.”“I guess she is a bigger slut than I thought. It wasn’t Harvey that she was fucking when I first found out that she was stabbing me in the back.”“You don’t know the half of it sweetie. She has been fucking around on you since the day you started. Your mother was seventeen. A beautiful young girl, named Bianca de Lucini. She was engaged to the son of a Mafia don."Angelina gasped. "The Mafia?"James nodded. "She had a liaison with the son of a rival Mafia don, and became pregnant with you. You didn't need to live that kind of life, so it was best you were gave up."Angelina drew her knees up to her chest, and in doing so, her robe fell open, exposing the skimpy little nightgown, which did barely nothing to cover her developing tits and. I’m laying there on the bed in a giant X. I have a ball gag in my mouth. I can’t talk, though I can mumble out slightly. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I trust this man that I’m with. I can’t see him, of course. I can’t even hear him. Where is he? Is he even in the room still? I stir lightly against my chains, testing how secure they are. I find quickly I’m not going anywhere. I lay there as my breath gets a little jagged with anticipation. I feel the slight sharp tingle of.