Iman and Rashad ran their checks as they had done before. Both of my shoulders were seriously damaged and it will be hard for me to move my arms for s...veral days, possibly weeks. My wrists had been cut to the bones from the cuffs and it would take some time to heal. My face was only slight bruised and not nearly as damaged as the first time I was here and Iman feels it heal in a few days. My chest and stomach took the least amount of damage and had already healed. Iman ordered me to stay in. The man just nodded giving nothing away.“Be nice though, she’s only human,” His wife said, smiling her pretend smile. He just looked at her without saying any thing. He didn’t care for her, it was a marriage based on connections on blood. “We’ll leave you to it then” His wife gave him one last look before leaving the room his father in law merely nodded and left without speaking.He opened his bedroom door and stared at the girl tied and gagged, in her underwear, to his bed. She was his wife’s. " This is why you should have killed yourself." What made you think I would have been your friend?" This is why I never approved of you and Ella." It was him, he did it!"That one hit me like a brick. I bolted out of the room as quickly as I could, only to find myself in an all-too-familiar spot. My old house's kitchen, with someone on the floor praying to the man above her not to do it. I wanted to move, I wanted to act out, but I was glued to the scene. I couldn't look away as my morbid. She looked like contented in my embrace.Her arms around me were caressing me I caressed her back. Caressed her neck back, caressed her lower on the back, up again and unhooked her bra. It was strap less. And I pulled it away from between us making some place between us.Again we pressed each other into each other. I felt her boobs first time with skin to skin contact, which I use to get pressed in me many times on my back. This was something more loving and least arousing. I keep caressing her.