The car turns off the road, we bump over a rough gravel track before we stop.“Harry, out, come with me”.My door opens, my seatbelt unclipped and I...am helped out of the car.“Undo her cuffs Harry and take off her blouse”. He does.“Cuff her wrists behind her”. He does.“Undo her skirt, remove it, put it and her blouse in the car”. He does.“Like her body? It’s yours for a few days. You can use all her holes, play with her as you like. She likes it rough, she’ll let you do whatever you want, whenever. Try as he might, he could not see a way past that. The only thing he could think of required a change to his normal routine, and he had a viable excuse for that. He clapped his hands together with glee and jumping up from the bed pulled out two suitcases and began packing.After he closed the second case he walked down to his wife, he could see she had been crying some more."You have been crying darling, it is because I treated you so roughly last night isn't it?"Grateful of the excuse he. She crawled away from me to get some tissues, blowing her nose loudly, but she still hadn't looked at me. She sat there for a few seconds, then she went into the bathroom. For lack of something to do, I straightened up the bedding and picked up the tissues she'd dropped on her way to the bathroom. When she came out, I could tell that she had bathed her face in cool water in an attempt to gain control, but her eyes were still puffy and reddened. "Why don't you just lay down while I go get you. “It was, thank you for setting that up,” she said gratefully.John looked down at her and asked gently, “I hope I wasn’t too rough with you. You looked like you were enjoying all of it.”She nodded at him enthusiastically and replied, “It was all fantastic. I’d experimented with doing it that way before, but without lots of preparation, it could be a bit painful sometimes. With the way our bodies are so malleable now, there was no pain at all. Just an intense feeling of being stretched to accept.