She could have stood up for herself and lived comfortably, if not happily. Or, she could have used her savings to buy another place. It would have bee...n a much smarter decision, despite the constant reminder of her husband.Tears fell unchecked as she remembered Matthew, his kind face and easy smile, gentle hands and warm wit. “Why did you leave me, Matthew? I miss you so damned much.” The wind stole her words away as she let her grief and fear out. By the time she heard Caleb’s heavy bootsteps,. He glanced down at his roll book, Katerina was her name and her long blonde hair and small tits intrigued him. He wondered if he could pull it off, he'd gotten young students before, but some were more work and effort to obtain than others. He could feel his cock grow, thinking about shoving it into her tight, young pussy, he turned to hide his protrusion from his students. He hinted towards the dry erase board, lowering one hand to shift the position of his cock while his back was to them, the. Do you understand?” Nodding she replies “Yes.” “Yes what…?” “Yes, Husband.” “Good. Now put your hands on your head and walk down the road.” Obeying she walks slowly down the road slipping occasionally on theslick gravel. Eventually they reach a small stream where he orders her tokneel. On her knees he stands in front of her. “You know, the sound of runningwater makes me have to pee. If only I had something I could. A house big enough for all of us to live in together. A house where we all will be at his beck and call - sexually and otherwise. We were not thrilled at his idea, but again dad and I knew that we were not strong enough to stand up to the imperious Mr. Jones, or the strong willed women - our wives - who were very much influenced, if not under Mr. Jones' total control. Dad and I both feared what it's going to be like if we have to live under the same roof with him as our "master of the.