I was lying nude in his arms, thinking about the same thing again and again. I couldn’t let that guilt go away from my mind for some reason. Maybe I...was also falling in love with him which I didn’t want as it may create a problem in my life with my husband if someday he gets to know. Keeping all such thoughts aside for some time, I slept. I woke up at around 12 pm to prepare lunch. I woke up very silently, grabbed my pantie, bra and nighty and went to the bathroom to get freshened.I wore my. Then, I sprang backwards as a rustling startled me. I rose to my feet, awkwardly holding the weapon. Like a dream, Meagan emerged from the shadows behind the fire. She approached me, her tunic falling away like some forgotten memory. She took the sword from my hand and tossed it to the ground. With a finger to my lips, she led me quietly to what was going to be our tent for the night. I struggled to get my jersey over my head as Meagan pushed me to the bed and shoved my kilt past my hips,. They had a higher waist than my briefs. But, I really showed! You could see right through them! OH FRAPST! My mom told me to tuck my penis downward and I did. I quickly grabbed the boxers and squeezed them on. Yes, there was a big difference I had to admit. My mom and Harriet both said at the same time, "SEE THE DIFFERENCE?" I did and admitted they were right. It felt very strange though. My testicles were pushed back inside of me, which hurt for a few seconds and my penis was no longer. You're going to see it all, Eddie. Most of it." He added that last line with a bit of a laugh. "And there is nothing at all that you can do about it from here on out." He pointed and lifted my chin with his hand to guide my gaze to a table across the room. "Do you see that?" There was a small digital video recorder sitting on the table pointed right at us. "Your confession is all captured now, and you are captured. Just as I controlled your wife into this, I now control you. Do not question me,.