I watched my tits bounce up and down with each motion. Good girl he whispered to me. His hands roamed my body, squeezing both of my tits in his hands ...wisting the sore nipples. I had no fight left in me. The tears that briefly stopped flowing, came back as he made me feel like a whore. My mind wanted him to stop, but my body wanted to keep going. My arms were free, I could attempt to fight and I wanted to but they would not listen to me. I wanted to stop enjoying my assault, but once again I. There was that word again struggle. I managed to get out, “Yes I'm Tommy and I want to thank you for your kind invitation.” She responded, “Oh a handsome young man and so polite, please come in.” I knew I had to be blushing as she led me into the main room and announced, everyone this is Tommy a young man from Robert's office. I tried nodding to those in the room but was having difficulty as Robert's wife had virtually taken my breath away. She was not only drop dead gorgeous, but the hottest. The air was loaded with electricity and thick with moisture as it had been for several days as if someone had forgotten to open the gates of heaven and flood the earthly world with a second deluge. The biting wind had shooed everyone save for two figures who were not scared off the cemetery by these hostile conditions. A suggestive hole in the ground gaped prominently between the pastor and the young man dressed in black whose facial expression was rendered unreadable by his dark shaded. I began to ask. ‘Would you…’ but then I hesitated. ‘Would you what?’ she asked coyly. ‘Would you… put it in?’ ‘If you want,’ she said, ‘but if I do it will seal your fate. You’re thoughts will slow until you become totally unthinking. And once you’re mindless, I’ll remake you.’ ‘I… wait.’ I was unsure. I didn’t want to lose, but the blissful agony was too much. I resigned. ‘Put it in,’ I said. ‘Good boy,’ Adria cooed. She lifted her hips all the way off me and then lowered herself onto my hard.