I was so excited and very anxious. Knowing that I was going to get fucked today I put on something special. I was wearing a red top with a v neck and ...our buttons down the front that went down to the waist followed by a loose flowing skirt. The top accentuated my 36 large C tits perfectly. I wore my over the knee 3” black boots that I like to call my come fuck me boots! When it came time I went to the garage and positioned myself in my business van with the van door open so when my male callers. Always wearing the tie. It's terribly sweet, you know that? So let's go. I'm ready." "What? I mean, I'm not really sure what you're trying to say, Emily. Ready for what my dear?" "Dick, please. It's almost my birthday, remember? We're going shopping. It's so nice of you to do this. You're the best, Dick. Always so good to me." "But I'm not sure about this. Did your mother give her permission? Does she know? I hadn't really decided what we were getting for your birthday, Emily. This may not be a. I could only imagine what she called me. The four years took a large toll from my soul. I was thankful there were no children. We had come close once, a miscarriage I thought a curse at the time — now, a blessing. To drag a child through it all would have created monstrous therapist bills, and pain that would never go away. Nine years of marriage, four of it fighting a divorce, gone to waste. It was difficult to remember how we once felt, when we thought we would conquer the world together.. Between screams I apologised and told her that I'd have to keep her tied up for the moment but I'd fix that as soon as possible.When the woman had calmed down she told me that she had no money and begged me not to kill her. I told her that I wasn't going to hurt her but I needed her in order to fulfill a lifelong ambition and then I'd let her go. The woman slept tied-up on the bed in the bedroom while I slept on the floor of the main room in a sleeping bag.Next morning I called in sick, then I.