Anna lays unmoving, “what are you hiding?, please?” Allan leans in and licks her neck. “too many questions” He pins her to the ground, “st...p with the questions, stop!” Anna closes her eyes. Allan tenses, frozen. Looks down at her. So small. So fragile. “you want my rage?!” Anna eyes slowly open “if it means I have you”With great force Allan strikes down on Anna, fists against her flesh. “Feel my rage!” Anna takes each strike, cries out, begging. Blood oozes from a split lip. Allan’s. "Turn around," she said raising the maid's dress. "I told you one thousandtimes that the corset must be completely closed! This will cost you apunishment."Pulling hard on the laces Mistress made the ends of the corset meet,closing the gap; she closed the zip that covered the laces makingimpossible to undo them and buckled the belt around the waist. Sissy'shead was spinning when she heard the double *click* of the locks sealingthem."Deportment is essential," Mistress lectured locking the posture. But you should hear her sisters: 'You talk like a veritable idiot, Anthony!', or 'Talk properly, young man, if you want to be taken seriously!'. It goes on like that all the time." That's beyond mean!" the girl fumed. "They know you can't defend yourself with words when you're agitated. They're cruel. Doesn't anybody help you?" Th-they n-never do it in front of M-Mum or Dad. And the others j-just l-laugh." God! That makes me so mad!" Th-that's why I hate f-family events. I'm the f-fucking. With me burying my head in my work and working more overtime to pay for the bills she racked up, I was her unknowing accomplice and her enabler to her shopping addiction. Thinking her shopping purchases were part of our monthly household budget, I blindly gave her money to pay for the household expenses. Only, I never suspected how much of a whore my beautiful wife was until she cheated on me behind my back and left me holding the bag for another man. The beauty about the swinging lifestyle.