She kissed me on my lips. She got up and pulled me out of bed. She made me put on my lungi. She then led my arm wrapping her waist and put my palm on ...her left boob. She kept her left palm over mine and pressed it gently. With other hand, she wrapped it around my waist and led me to bathroom. Once inside, before she left, she untied my lungi and grabbed my lund. She shook it as if she is shaking a hand. She knelt and kissed its head and then left. After my morning rituals, I got ready for my. He tookthe bottle of lotion that we kept on the night table and liberallyrubbed it on my boi-pussy and then applied some to his cock. There wasnot a lot of time to think about anything or object as he was fast andin control. At that moment I knew what being a woman was all about andhow it felt to be loved and taken.At least he was gentle when I felt his warm head of his cock at myopening when he said, "I'll be gentle Olivia and I will let you pushback at your own pace. Do it now, push back. I don’t know when it happened. I remembered the barbed wire fence … then nothing. Then, I was in his arms. I was shaking, shivering, convulsing with sobs and wracked with anguish. He just held me, like he can, like maybe only he can. Time didn’t seem to matter, how long he held me wasn’t important, wasn’t relevant. But, in his arms I calmed down, my anguish simmered to sniffles and an occasional sob.“I killed someone.” “Yes.” “I ended someone’s life.” “Thank you.” “What?” “Cat, it was him or. Once i have finished,you tie my hands behind my back and you then lead me back into the sitting room by my clamps, pulling them hard making sure it is painful for me.As i stand infront of you, you kiss me and tell me how much i have been a good girl so far and that i am not to let you down, you have not finished with me yet for the night.You yank off the clamps, making me bend over in pain, it feels as if you were going to pull off my nipples also.And then it comes out, the 'tit crusher'.One.