I was still angry that my husband implied he liked helpless whores and i was mad that i was wearing shorts and the first thing i caught him doing when...he got home was stare at my legs when he thought i wasn't looking. I wasn't old fashioned I said i'd honor and obey him in our vows but as i told him that did not make me his property like the old days. MEN!!! Bruno then came in the house and asked if i was ready and i said yes. I must have been snippy with my response because he asked if i was. In her subconcious search for love and recognition she drifted into the crowds, filling the local harbour-joints. Sailors, fishermen and tarts, they were, and Helga soon became one of them. The hard and cold work in fishing industries filled her weekdays. Weekends were spent dancing and drinking, forgetting her barren everyday life. More often than not, she would let herself be picked up by some rough caracter, who would fuck her for a night or two, and then discard her into the harsh light of. She’s never had an interest in her brother before now. And she is just at enough of an angle to see just how big, how shapely and how lovely his cock is.Rory licks her lips without thinking. She can see the head of it covered with precum, making it glisten in the light coming through from the window above the sink. He has to obviously be thinking about last night. But is it what she was doing or the dream? Is it both? And why the fuck am I finding him attractive? She is about to turn and leave,. I can hear her laughing as she ties a length of cord to the constraint. I feel her pull it as she ties it somewhere lower down which sent more waves of pain through me. I struggle to regain my breath as my genitals feel the agony. I am only peripherally aware as Mistress Benny prepares for the next stage of the operation. When next she enters my vision she holds a welder in one hand, and a mask in the other. "This won't hurt" she said, “but try not to move.” I hear the spark as she.