It was six in the morning before the last exhausted guy staggered out the front door leaving a very fucked out Alisha lying on my bed. She looked up a... me, "Well, was your party a success?"I smiled at her, "Thanks to you I don't believe anyone who was here will ever forget it. The biggest problem is that now Lou isn't so sure he wants to get married. He's quite taken with you."She laughed, "Well, I am looking for a husband and I haven't had much luck." Why not? You're gorgeous and you are. Nothing has been touched in the rest of the house.” She sipped at her coffee, grimacing again at the unexpected sweetness. “Mrs Faulkner, did you have to put so much sugar in the coffee?” “Yes dear. You’ve had a nasty shock. Sugar is good for sorting out shocks.” “I’m fine. I can’t drink this though, I’ll make myself another cup. Harry would you like one?” “Hmm. Yes Ginny, I’d love one. Been on the job since 5am this morning. Nearly fell asleep at the desk this lunchtime.” As Ginny busied. One of the guards who has already had a turn unties her upper body. “Tie her hands behind her back,” Queen Witkens commands. The guard does as instructed and in this position my wife’s breast are on full display. Licking her lips the queen instructs me, “Lord Florkner, paint those breasts red by flogging them.” In dismay, I hear her words but cannot move. “Now!” The queens roar echos off the walls. Wishing for death, I step up and bring the whip down over her naked titties. Tears streaming down. Inside the first box was a collection of toys. Vibrators of all sorts, dildos of all sizes including a huge black dildo with two heads on it. I could only imagine her with another woman thrusting their cants at one another creaming the sex toy with their girl cum.The other box was even better, inside were a collection of porn magazines with explicit pictures of people having sex(no soft porn for my mother) she even had magazines that were once mine, which I assumed she threw away after finding.