Chrys shivered abit nervously, not knowing how to explain to her mother that she..."No need for words, Chrys..."she said,"I was told everything..."Chr...s looked over her mother's shoulder to see a fallen newspaper. Sheapproached it curiously. The headlines said"Boy killed in train accident"."Chris Summer, fifteen, was killed in a train accident at seven AMwhile crossing the tracks on his way to Levount High School where he was afreshman. Details say..."she read aloud.Chrys put down the newspaper. 1 slave (his wife Joanne) was get over here and make yourself useful. Than he said to me John (slave Nr 2) get on all 4 NOW!, He was getting upset and said you good for nothing bitch that was not fast enough. Than he yelled hey schlampe (Joanne) get over here and pull this good for nothing bitch's pants down and while your at it pull your own panties down too and get on all 4 next to the Bitch, because I decided when 1 makes a mistake both pay for it.He started spanking us but she got it first. Once the delivery man was gone I locked my door and opened it. A pair of pink panties fell out; I could not keep my eyes off them. I ripped open the card while still holding the panties it said to put on the panties and send 4 different pictures to Emily’s phone, if I did not she would tell everyone what sites I had been looking at. I could no have anybody knowing so with making sure my door was locked I started to get undressed and 2 minutes later I was standing alone naked apart from a pair. Sure, we had played with dildos, but it wasn’t the same. But I did say yes. I had nearly everything I ever wanted but I was miserable sexually. We started to argue about little shit. Well, truthfully, I started to argue and pick him apart. Maybe it was my way to get him so pissed off he would just leave. I fantasized about an argument so large he would smack me, and I would storm out and get a divorce. It was sick, I know. But he never budged. It became clear I would just have to get my shit.