“‘I lose people’? ‘I’m USED to it’?!!?”“Can I explain?” I asked gently.“Quickly!”“Since June, I’ve lost ten people I’ve lo...ed, including Carl. TEN! I lost four of them in one conversation. I’ve lost my whole family and now my mentor who had become like a surrogate father to me. You notice I didn’t say I expect to lose everyone around me, but this summer I’ve had my life implode twice and now one of the ONLY three people that stuck with me through the worst of it is dying. I meant that I’m. ... two thousand miles away out of safety. My ‘contracted-out wife’ in conflict, enduring the intense 'corrections' of her master and his assistant, allowing tortures to be inflicted on her detached willing body, driving out her demons to who knows where...They say that punishment should be proportional to the deed and I can only begin to imagine what dark and shameful deeds Mya has done in her life to allow him to inflict this sort of treatment on herself. The punishment that leaves scars -. I undid them, and slipped it over her head, with her still holding onto my dick. She had to let go as I reached down to unzip her skirt, and it fell to the ground as she stepped out of it. "Do the panties now," she whispered in my ear. "Do the bra last." I did as she asked, and crouched down to slip off her panties-blue today-and stood up to get at her bra. She grabbed my dick again, and leaned in very close as I reached behind her. She was panting, and looking up at me as I undid her bra. It. The usual sex and forplay was in mind, but not what I had in mind :-) That morning I had woken up before Kate, like I usually do. It was Sunday Funday and I had one of the hardest, raging morning woods I've had in a very long time, I couldn't wait to please Kate and make the day all about her. She was laying on her side, back towards me, upper right leg and knee kind of bent while her other leg was nice and straight. Very gently i moved the Sheet out of the way just enough so I can see her.