Finally, when Rachel and Cindy followed him into the bathroom when he went to do his business, he'd had enough.Kissing first Cindy, then Rachel – ha...d – he gently pushed them out the door. "I am not going to break or suddenly die on you," he said through the door as he locked it. "And ... I'm going to take a crap by myself. There are some things a man just does not do in front of his wives." He could hear giggling on the other side of the door, and decided that was a good sign.But ... the. ”“No,” He whispered, arching against his Master’s touch, and fisting the sheets. “No, I’m sorry Master, I truly am!” “Shh,” His Master soothed, stroking his inner thigh with his rough hand. His touches were gentle despite his calloused grip. “Do you know what Master X would like to do? He’d like to abuse your body in all sorts of ways - tied to the wall, over a sawhorse, pounding into your beautiful little arse all day. He’d like to torture you, put needles through your nipples and flay your. We take off our helmets and leave them by the snowmobile.I smile softly up at you, as your large gloved hand envelopes mine. It starts to snow, as we walk slowly though the woods, our breath visible in the cold air. Our footsteps are muffled by the freshly fallen snow. The woods seem to settle down, the snow making the already quiet woods even calmer.I lead you over to a worn bench that looks out over a frozen pond. You see an inscription on the seat of the bench, and you read it softly out. She said, "You watched my ass and legs, you said. Do you watch your daughter's ass the same way? She's a year older than me."He waited awhile before answering, then said, "I guess I do, but she's my own daughter. I don't mean I wouldn't fuck her if I could, but there's no chance. There's always another kid around, and my wife..." He shook his head. "Just no chance, even if Betsy didn't dank I'd suddenly lost my mind."Sunny thought that over, and wondered if Judd really knew what would happen if.