He had always been the one to initiate marital relations, which she had been raised to believe was correct. He had been in her bed but not once had he...reached for her. She had been taught not to expect pleasure from the marital bed. She had been wonderfully surprised. She missed him terribly. At first she had been unconcerned, they had always had a satisfactory love and she knew once the current emergency was over it would resume. At first she had been upset at Harvey’s immovable objection. Most of the time though She’d sit ‘carelessly’, Her stocking-tops on show while She read out from my worship sheets or stories, or peeled the toilet paper back in the magazines I make of Her pics to see which one made me spunk and the pervy captions and cartoons I’ve put there. I’d have Her new pics and slowly look through them, standing in front of Her with my mac open and prong upright and bobbing gently. It’s such a lovely feeling, looking at a girl’s pics while She’s sitting there in the. The van bumped over potholes. We had a sense that we traveled on a highway. All throughout that ride, my heart pounded. Not so much out of being scared, although I had been that too. No, my heart beat out of confusion at what I had went through. Less than an hour prior I had stressed about small things like what to put on. Later, I was getting driven in a cage of a van, yet I existed in simplicity."Where are they taking us?" said Bristol. Her eyes darted around, as if looking for a tiny crack. Los tres subimos al hotel, mientras subíamos en el ascensor ambos se echaban sonrisas pícaras mientras me miraban a mí, no sabía lo que me iba a esperar, pero tenía unas inmensas ganas de comprobarlo.Por fin llegamos a la habitación, cerramos la puerta, Pedro fue el primero en hablar:- Bueno Ana, ahora estás en nuestro juego, te vamos a usar como una puta, te follaremos a placer, y nos dará igual que protestes, ahora eres nuestra y te vamos a usar.Acto seguido, ambos me obligaron a agacharme.