I took a deep breath and let out a shaky laugh."God Kate, you are turning into a scared damsel in distess"I shook my head and pulled down my visor mir...or to check my makeup. I looked at it and started to let out a scream, a pair of icy blue eyes stared at me from the back seat. Suddenly a knife was at my throat and a hand over my mouth. It smelled like gasoline and sweat and I nearly gagged."No screaming if you know whats good for you. Got it lady??"I nodded as tears started to run down my. "Such a stud you are, fucking your woman." She smiled at the sarcasm. "You must feel very proud of yourself, being treated this way."Her words burned, but my cock hurt even more from the thrill of her humiliating me.She leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Any man who would let this happen to him deserves it," she said softly."So what's with the red nipples?" she asked."Oh, it's from a book he read as a child. In an alternate universe, some women were captured and turned into sex slaves.. Mera sara maal bua ke muh par aur diwar par tha.Use saaf karke hum dono let gaye. 2 minute me mein fir se garam ho gaya aur apna khada lund le kar bua ke upar let gaya. Bua ab puri tarha se mera saath de rahi thi. Meine kaha ki aaj hum tum ek ho jayenge suman. Mrei bua ka naam suman hai. Is par bua boli ki aaj se tum akele me mujhe mere naam se hi bulana. Mein aur suman ab ek dusre ko fir chumne lage paglon ki tarha. Bua aur mein ab fir se garam ho chuke the.Meine bua ki dono tango ko failakr. The sand traps are riddled with fallen leaves and if you brave the afternoon chill long enough to play the back nine you will be rewarded with a view from the fourteenth tee that is as pretty as an autumn postcard. Early frosts are already biting into my morning tee times and the gentle summer breezes have yielded to hearty northern gusts that whistle down the fairways and gobble up my errant tee shots before disposing of them in the next to impossible rough. It is early November and today will.