This is Kimberly." Oh. It's YOU." Unhappy female voice that I recognized. The ex."Yes ma'am," I said. "Hi, Mizz Karen." Hello, Kimberly. I suppose you... marriage is still supposed to happen this weekend?"Naturally we'd told Tim's daughter Vicki (short for her proper name, 'Victoria', from the ex's grandmother) about the marriage and that we expected to have her staying with us for the Christmas holidays.Vicki and I didn't exactly hit it off like long-lost relatives at first, but since the first. “Yeah, I think that would be a good idea,” replied Steven. “Don't really want to go home 'til my arse stops throbbing, but if any of the others are there don't you dare tell 'em anything about me getting the bloody cane.”**********Maggie Atherton stepped off the train and straight out of the railway station to begin the long walk home. Every day, on the short train journey home from school, she tried to guess which carriage would stop closest to the station exit and as the train approached the. He was making good on his promise to his step daughter to be home for supper more often. He was looking forward to seeing his wife after all week, and to share a meal with his two favorite girls. The sounds that greeted him when he came in the door weren't what he was expecting though."Well that's just too bad now isn't it? You get up to that room this instant, go sleep off the wine you just pilfered," Stephen's wife, Claudia said. She then muttered under her breath, "What a great home coming. Kissing, licking, and sucking on your nipples. Nibbling on your flesh. Then I gradually get rougher. Digging my fingers deeper into your flesh, sucking harder, and beginning to bite hard enough to leave teeth marks. I roll you over, pressing your spit covered nipples into the floor, and using fresh rope I bind your upper arms together. This keeps your arms under my control as I untie your wrists and pull your shirt and bra the rest of the way off and toss them aside. I re-tie your wrists and.