I guess I shouldn't be surprised, you did tell me that you had thought of leaving him before." I moved out last month and filed for divorce. I made th...e finale decision once I realized that I would be okay financially."I sat next to her on the bed and put my arm around her."Is there anything I can do to help you?"Carla turned to me and said, "Yes there is. Make love to me."I took her bra from her hands and dropped it on the floor then I pulled her panties off for the second time. I pushed Carla. I spent a fair bit of time down here with Becky on rainy days and during the winter. The pool table had a piece to put on top of it to play ping pong and there was a nice couch with a big-screen TV for watching movies. That took up most of the basement. There was a bathroom, furnace room and the office. I hobbled my way to the office and tried the knob. “Asshole,” I muttered when the knob refused to turn. I stood on my good leg and dug in my pocket for my wallet, pulling out a gift card that. So, needless to say as she climbed the steps and slowly lowered her body into the frothy warmth, I watched every ripple of muscle every bounce of breast and bottom and every smile and wink she gave me. Turning back to the stand where she had put a plate and a bottle of wine, she picked up something and glided through the water toward where I was sprawled on the other side. “I brought you something.” She said with a smile. I cocked my head to the side as she advanced between my thighs. Her left. She had worked in the brothel long enough to know gang rapes were inflicted upon all the slaves.--Now the daughter's rape wasn't as satisfying. Yet when the two were made to pleasure the madams that was a different story. Though "Brothel Madam" 3567-B was certain the two new sex slaves didn't find it that enjoyable. Still it was still better than being crammed into that shipping crate together.--While this was similar to what happened to the sisters it was way worse. Mistress 3567 had been a.