He grinned and lifted me up in his arms. He carried me over to the sofa and settled me onto his lap. I immediately curled into his body, my head resti...g on his shoulder. ‘Why don’t we go home, Gracie?’ I opened a sleepy eye to peer up at him. ‘What will Benny think?’ He grinned. ‘He’s seventy hon. You don’t think he saw a little action in his day?’ I guess I couldn’t argue with his very guy logic, besides, I was too tired to care. I nodded my head. Cale stood me up beside him and. They had had to break her will. They had to change her mind about everything she learned about husband/wife relationships that she had been taught by her parents and the society she used to live in. She had to learn what her husband and this town's morals expected of her.She remembered the first time she walked out of the house completely naked. It wasn't easy. She thought for sure she would die of embarrassment. She eventually did learn to be an obedient, a slave. She was completely. Next page was a even bigger shock. It was Ulla standing across my mums face beeing licked by my mom...I saw my brothers bulge in his pants, but I didn' t make any comment. Next photo my mom had her whole hand in Ullas pussy. After a while I said its enough, and we packed the things back in the box, and replaced everything. My head was spinning, is my mom a lesbian, or is my dad involved, do he know? I went to my rom, and I had problems to concentrate on anything else than what we just saw.. “They would have either drug you behind their horses and then dunked you head first into the creek or made you to carry buckets such as these attached to your teats with water for the day!” she said. It sounded so brutal and cruel that I could hardly understand how people were capable of treating anyone – even a slave with such callousness.“Don’t look so shaken, you haven’t the breasts to carry two buckets of water even if I had the desire to teach you such a lesson, now off with your wet.