"He turned to the soldiers in the back."See the way her breastsare thrust out, pull her wrists back a little.Yes, like that," watching as she waspinne..., her breasts forced upward.He had begun again, just like before.Speaking to his soldiers as if she wasn't there,or didn't matter, describing what he was doing to her or going to do.She hated this,treating her like a slave.He reached over to her, his hand cupping one of her breasts, the flesh fitting into hislarge palm as if it belonged there,. Like the cane, I am sweet and earthy. I am my Master’s pear. He tears into me, as if freshly fallen from the tree, split and protruding. The hot water relieves my thighs and hips when he loves me deeply. Accepting and nurturing his seed, in months, I labor along with my sisters, in the living waters. My love is our Master’s favorite. She is the color of cinnamon, long dark hair resting at the swell of her back, having the radiance of a beautiful young mother. I tend to her, lovingly relieving. .. No, mommy Sarah. I don't think so. We never raped no Jew women before and we're going to find out what that's like. And you can just stay naked." Oh, God!" cried Sarah, fearing the worst."Shut up, lady. We ain't no Nazis but we never fucked no spoiled Jew women before and you and the kid here look good enough to fuck. Real good. So we gonna do it, and who knows? You might even like it!"'They're going to fuck me?' thought Rachel. 'But I'm a virgin.'"Butch, your dick looks soft as a baby's. She glances at his golden wedding band, and closes her eyes.“Elle, I can’t. God,” he puts his head in his hands, “Why do you do this to yourself? I’m married: I have a wife, a wife who loves me, and cares for me, and is WAITING for me to come home to her.” He takes his head out of his hands, and instead fists them up and slams them on the table. “God damn it Ellie! Why?! Why now?! Why all of a sudden do you want me back, you are the one who broke it up in the first place. I can’t believe I’m.