“Darling?” I tried. I must have dozed off because suddenly there was an iceberg sliding into bed with me. Xnxx sex gosh I might have been gang raped,” she said, “That might have been fun!”
“Well you weren’t,” I reminded her. “Too embarrassing,” I told her. “Yes, thank you,” I agreed, “Are you ready?”
She paused, “Yes,” she said, “Yes, Master.” so I took her hand and kissed it. “Of course, you were sick all down it, remember.” I asked, she stared, she struggled to remember, she didn’t remember, she hadn’t recognised the bearded Taxi driver who picked her up at the night club as me, she hadn’t remembered anything until she sobered up and found herself collared and secured to the wall in my filthy dirty cellar with a clean shaved masked stranger tormenting her, bartering first her clothes and then her body, her mouth, for food and water. She looked perfect, as she sucked away well bred, nicely curvaceous, obedient yet feisty, intelligent, well educated, she had a degree even if it was a 2.2 the perfect Army wife, and just what the Colonel ordered, “Can’t have unmarried Majors, Captain, grab yourself a wife if you’re serious about promotion.”
Maybe I’ll tell her what he said one day, maybe not.
