For over a dozen years I had been made to believe that I was nothing, that I was stupid and undeserving of anything good. But I was finally free from ...is fists and rage. I began a new life. It took me several more years to find this consensual lifestyle with my Master. But the cost of my past marriage was high. The anal sex I had once enjoyed, I now feared and hated. Several others before my Master tried, only to give up and walk away from the subject saying Iwas just too much trouble to. I took pulled back. I moved again probing. She was wet, dripping wet so wet that it was sopping the sheets and inside her thighs. I moved up from the valley of her engorge clit sensitive to any touch up through the forest and back up on her. I kissed her and let her taste herself. She devoured my kisses and as she did I guided my head between her soft hot folds. She stared at me with deep brown eyes shimmering. There was anticipation in her gaze as I pushed. I could be rough or be gentle. I. Davie reviewed the scene in Trish's room, with the two of them naked and screwing wantonly. She was no longer shocked or upset by what she had witnessed. She understood now what made them go at each other like, well, not like animals exactly, but like two people who were just ready turned on and had to have each other. Sure, she could get behind that, and she didn't feel any more animosity toward Trish, no disappointment with her father. She knew she could face him now, because each of them had. She says marrying him was one of the best things she has done but then there are moments she treats him as if he was a dog. Yet he takes it quietly. She is starting to do the same to me and while he may have to take it, I do not need to participate in her game. The question is not why Kara should have taken him back but why is he continue to be with her? I regret saying that I am amazed that he has not divorced her. Seeing the pain on her face I knew I had gone too far but I still continued. I.