“So, did you enjoy that, Pete?” Linda asked me.“I can’t lie, yes, that was incredible.”“Good, as I know that both Christian and I also enj...yed it and no doubt, after you agreed, we will be doing it more often.”We got cleaned up and dressed and sat chatting for a while. Linda looked at her watch and shared that it was getting late and that she was thinking it was time to head up to bed.Christian and I agreed. I cleared up the wine glasses, made sure the house was locked and then we all headed. You haven't had a man in years. Well I haven't had a woman ever. And I can't think of any other woman I'd rather have."She looked deep into my eyes, as though frightened but hugely excited by some unknown adventure. "Are you sure?" she asked firmly."Mom, I've never been surer of anything in my life."She nodded, and her hand snaked out to remove the towel from over my midsection. Once again my dick bounced free, rearing up to its full height."You have a beautiful cock," my mother said softly. I. His laugh echoed against the cave walls. His slap stung, he ripped off his loincloth then used it to tie my hands. “Scream all you like, bitch. No one can hear you in here,” he sneered then licked my bruised cheek. “Please don’t do this to me.” The hoarse voice was hardly recognisable as my own. “Please don’t. I don’t deserve it. Please stop.” He ignored me, lifted my legs and pressed his disgusting body against me. Unable to move in any other way, I spat in his face. “You bitch! You’ll pay for. Zed smiled. "It'll git better," he said."I surely do hope so," said Robert more-or-less to himself as he walked to the livery stable to hire a riding horse.Robert's mother warmed him some stew, pulling it toward an open hole in her iron stove when she heard the horse in the barnyard. He ate quietly and thought about the long day, hardly tasting the beef and turnips but enjoying the warn biscuits. Worry gnawed at his insides. At least nobody called me a name, he thought, trying to force himself.