She should have taken pleasure in his attentions and his alone, and should, by their code of honour, have rejected the strangers' bodies. She should h...ave prevented the rape, or at least died trying; instead she had lain there humping like a bitch in heat on the black cocks and even straining up towards their fingers.Then the first of a series of guards came to her cell. He opened the door and dragged her, still shackled at one ankle, out into the corridor between the cages. The women in the. “We have about two hours until Victor gets off work. I’m going to run to the mall to see if I can find something sexy to wear,” my wife said, as she grabbed the car keys and her purse.“What am I supposed to do here by myself for the next two hours?” I asked, feeling a little annoyed.“I don’t know. Watch TV or go have a drink at the bar. I’ll be back later,” Renee said, before walking out of the room and closing the door behind her.I flipped through a few channels before getting bored and. I lost more than I can ever really calculate. Today’s not really about me, though. Are you feeling a little better?”“I dunno,” she admitted. “A little, I guess. You want me to do one of those lists?”“That’s not for me to decide,” I told her gently. “I think it’s a good idea, though. Even if I never see it, do it for yourself,” I encouraged her. “Be honest about what’s happened and go back as far as you think you need to. Tally it all up and see how you feel about it once you can see how much. " I didn't think so. My father's a man of few words. So how did it feel knowing it was your last day?" Kind of weird. Hard to explain. Numb, I guess. Like when the whole class takes a test and you finish way early but the only thing you can do is sit there with your hands folded. I went through some stuff before, thinking how this week was a waste because everything we were doing was different from what I would be doing next week. There was never any sadness or anything like that. I've enjoyed.