I must have been hallucinating. Everything was very familiar. The butcher shop, the bakery, the shoemaker store, ice cream parlour, Danski's Tailors, ...affi's book store ... I was home again! This was the street I grew up on and I knew every inch even if I was blind folded.I swivelled my head so hard to the right that I felt a sharp pain in my neck. Eyes wide, there stood my brownstone home. Mom had kept her flower garden as beautiful as ever, dad must have slaved to cut the lawn on his own. Bruce made me swallow every drop of his salty semen…I thanked him for letting me enjoy his monster black cock and Ana told me I was a good boy and the best cuckold hubby of the world.He then surprised me, by ordering me to strip off and get on all fours. I looked at Ana and she smiled, saying I should be an obedient boy with our Black Master…So I did it and Bruce knelt behind me.He grabbed my buttocks and spat on the crack of my ass.I looked at my wife and she nodded at me.Then the pain in my. ’ ‘Meredith, I don’t know what to say. I think it’s been pretty obvious how miserable I have been in this relationship in the past months. I’m not the easiest person to please, I have things I want to do and experiment with and I just don’t feel like that’s what you really want to do. You say you do, but I think if it was what you really wanted, you wouldn’t have to try so hard. If our relationship was really meant to be, neither one of us would have to completely change who we are.’ A tear. Silk Weaver had undressed and both Lou Freed and Burke were following suit. The scrawny man had moved in behind Susan, thrusting his long prick between her thighs and holding her tightly back against him, his mean hands clutching and twisting at her breasts cruelly. The pain brought tears to Susan's eyes, but her own physical agony was nothing in comparison to the degradation her beautiful daughter must be going through, she reasoned. Her poor, precious little girl, being subjected to such.