DONE ... NOTHING ... WRONG.”I didn’t add anything more, I have no need, I can prove it and I’m sure he’ll find that out later.I watch him as t...e anger builds, his eyes, the rising colour of his neck to his face. He reminds me of one of those cartoon characters, Donald or Daffy duck about to blow, maybe Yosemite Sam, yeah, Yosemite Sam, all he needed was a orange droopy moustache and a ten gallon hat. I see him struggling to keep hold of his temper.Eventually he gains control and manages to. “Twice” I say as I kiss him again, “Once in my mouth.” “And?” He asks. I smile and say it: “And once in my pussy.” “You let him cum inside of you?” I look him in the eyes and smile again “Mmm…Hmm…I asked him to”. “Once he put his cock in me I was amazed at how good it felt all veiny with that big swollen head. I was thinking: ‘Now I’ve fucked my husband lots of times like this but, it’s not as hot as this’. Fucking him bareback, it just took it to another level! All I could think of was. I fell forward restrained by my wrists. It felt like I’d been slapped really hard but as that wasn’t an all-together unfamiliar feeling for me it was perhaps a release. Endorphins started to flood my brain tissue, trying desperately to block my pain receptors. Deep down I knew and excepted this was just the start of my journey into hell. She now my tormenter, just stood there for a moment studying my heaving body, her instructor nodded and quietly whispered “good girl” as she contemplated her. ‘When we went to that village, my father didn’t even try to stop us. He just…didn’t care. And my mother just kept blindly devoting herself to him…’ He sighs as he retreats from the rock. ‘She was suffering so much, Nightwing…she could barely even wake up without being in pain, both emotionally and physically…’ I frown as I reach out for him, placing a single hand on his shoulder. I hate seeing him upset – it’s harrowing, and it makes me anxious. ‘But…but you put her out of her misery.’ ‘Huh?’.