"Yes, you're my husband, now be quiet." He paused and waited to see if Iwould say anything. "You're my husband, and I am your wife. You are insidemy d...ream as we speak, actually inside three of my dreams. I brought youfurther and further, deeper and deeper into sleep so I could manipulate yourbody and mind, give you an experience you want every woman to have. You see,you are a man. That body is the body I gave you. Its absurd. Those breastsof yours, no woman in the world would want those things.. One of the women guests was a nurse, she gave me an injection to stop me passing out and to accentuate the pain. Then they removed all the needles from my cock and balls, very slowly, heating the tip of each needle before slowly puling it out as I howled in pain. All the men stood round watching, wanking, from time to time one of them forced his cock into my open screaming mouth and face fucked me, shooting his hot thick spunk deep down my throat. The nurse approached me with a scalpel, I. I can see changes in her facial expressions due to my cock, we completed the breakfast and she started doing her daily chores and went to watch tv. In the afternoon she was getting ready to cook lunch for us and I again repeated it by rubbing my dick over her ass and she is feeling horny by seeing her expressions I started slow movements and this continued until lunch was over but the food was spoiled as she was unable to focus on cooking. But we ate it and she went to sleep as it was her daily. Tim does ask about the television, but Abbie tells him it was part of the furnishing. The bathroom and linen closet are emptied and packed, which only leaves the bedroom to finish. All the rest of Abbie’s clothes are carried out. Some in Les’s car, others in the truck.The mattress and springs are off the bed, and the frame disassembled. Tim likes the idea of them keeping the bed they first indulged on. The sheets and comforter are rolled up and put into a large garbage bag to take and wash.