I tried not to think aboutthat eventuality and kept my face cheery."Looks like you haven't finished changing." He said, eyeing my nudity. Ifelt very n...ked indeed, not only being undressed in front of a man Ididn't know, but in a body that wasn't even mine. I said something noncommittal and walked over to grab the sleeping clothes Barbra hadchosen. I bent over and picked them up off the bed, too late Barb's mindtold me that her husband would not let such a bend over go unpunished.As I leant over. Her body still ached as her master pulled her by her collar. She had to work her legs in such a way as to move one at a time and only a few inches at a time. The chair was at the far end of the room. She stumbled but remained upright. She thought to herself that master wanted her to fall so he could inflict more pain. When she reached the chair she was made to sit, not on a cushion but on a hard plastic pad that had sharp protrusions pointing up. It reminded her of one of those mats that they. She cried her mother made her get another abortion, and she needed my cum. She wanted to be pregnant. She needed to be knocked up, any way, any how. She told me she was my little whore, my slut to use and cum inside whenever I wanted. She bounced on my cock and begged for me to drain my balls into her. I finally blew what has to have been the biggest load in my life, Cumming my fuckin brains out into the now 16 yr old girl laying naked and wanton below me. I was exhausted, but she. She usually takes her shoes off in warm weather. Wears a sundress to work in the summer. Slacks and cashmere sweaters this fall. Wears just a hint of makeup. Flawless skin with no freckles.I've been looking at her for years. She's the one I sometimes mentally undress on the grass. I don't want her. Not really. I've never been with a woman. I love my husband. I... I'm just speculating about what it would be like to lie down with her and hold her. Naked. Yes. No. I don't know what I want,.