He grabs your hair and starts to face fuck you. The tears well up in your eyes as you are finally getting treated like you deserve. You love every se...ond as he ignores your discomfort and ****s your slutty mouth. He eventually pulls you up by your hair and shoves you onto the bed. No games he immediately pulls up your skirt. You look back to tell him to put a condom on, but think instead; my pussy husband loves a creampie, and I love to be filled, so fuck it. You know your husband will take. She was lying on the floor of another stone chamber, similar to the one where she had recently been assaulted, although this one had no sarcophagus in the center.Like the other chamber, this one too had a stone door, Tamara was fairly sure this one was secured in some way. Looking around, careful not to move her head too suddenly, she examined the rest of the chamber. Except for the lanterns and herself, Tamara didn't see anything else in the room, until her eyes focused on a pitcher and tray. "He came into my room. He found me trying to tie myself up. He . . . heknew right away. He knew everything. He . . . he just knew." She had to stop fora minute, gasping for breath, gathering her strength. Trying to raise herselfagain, but no, her legs weren't ready. She forced her mind away from hertortured body. "He . . . he said he would do it for me. Tie me up. I . . . Ineeded that. I craved it so much. To be helpless. So he did. Tied me down.Helpless. Then he hurt me. Hurt my nipples. And I. I had it humming along a full speed when I heard the bathroom door close. Quickly, I shut it off and hid it under my pillow, then checked the hallway. The light was on in the bathroom so I went downstairs. I was surprised to see Dad because I thought it was him in the bathroom."Hey Dad, have you seen Mom?" I think she went upstairs."So it was Mom in the bathroom. Why? She always used the ensuite off her bedroom.I went back upstairs but the bathroom was dark and empty. Proceeding on to my room,.