On each slide upwards it would dip slightly in until it became wedged in her outer her cunt lips. Her clenched eyes flew open as panic crossed her fac...e. He mouth opened somewhat but no words escaped, she wanted to say something, not sure if it would be the dreaded “no” word I put more pressure on my hips, my dick crept a little further. Several times I retreated back and forth, not courageous enough to bury myself I noticed a distinct increase in the slime factor each time I dipped. The girl. You think you can resist me whore? You fucking think you can say no to me? the man ripped her from out of the vines and flipped her over. He brutally rammed his cock into her, over and over again. She scream out, crying for help, but no one could hear her. He plunged his hips back and forth as hard as he could, ploughing his cock in and out of her cunt roughly. The man reached around and rubbed her clit furiously, bringing her to the edge of orgasim but even letting her cum. He fucked her. Without too much fuss she removed her wedding rings and placed them in the palm of my hand. As I looked down on them I was reminded of the captain of the Emily Rose taking a life preserver from the wreckage and repeated his sentiment, ‘I’ll keep these Carol, just to prove we once existed.’ She looked at me with a worried expression and her eyes finally began to mist up as she rose from what was once our table, in what formerly was our home. ‘I have to go now Steve. Please, take care of. As she did so, she realised that she didn’t care why he was late. She was also determined to have Lionel understand the worry he had caused her. And since, she reasoned, a dominatrix could punish her slave if she so chose, the remedy was in her own hands.“No,” she said with a determined tone, “you are right. It certainly won’t and I don’t want to hear any excuses. Go through into the living room. Strip to your pants and kneel facing the wall.” She turned on her heel and left Lionel, now in no.