Hubby pounded my pussy and reached forward to grab my long blonde hair and pull my head back like a cowboy riding his prized mare pulling the reins. W...ith his other hand, he spanked my ass. “How does Pam’s pussy taste? Do you want her?” Nick asked. I wondered if this was just role play or a prelude to what he wanted. I always do whatever he wants and anything he tells me to do. I was hoping that he would ask me to make actual plans with Pam. Removing the panties from my mouth, I excitedly. Iclosed my eyes, and envisioned the moon free of its obscurement,shining brightly. I opened them, and watched the last wisps of cloudstrail away from the moon's face as they parted. My breaths were comingin slower and slower rhythm, stretching time out in the pauses betweenthem. Breathe in, and the wind picks up just a bit; the long strands ofmy hair floating outward on its invisible touch. Wait half a moment.Breathe out, and the breeze pulls away, settling everything back intoplace. I focused. ”“Let’s tell Mom we’re going for a bike ride. We’ll go to Mary’s house and then be back by 4:45pm so I can get ready for my date with Kellie. OK?”“Yeah, I can do that. I’ll go tell Mom.”She went to let Mom know. I thought it would work. It was warm enough out that it wasn’t a problem and we occasionally rode bikes with the other kids in the neighborhood so there was at least a little history. She came back in a few minutes.“She said yes. She told me to be home by 5:00pm, so we’ll get home early. Initially there was panic, of course, as she suddenly found herself dwelling in a darkness she could not escape from. It felt like a nightmare she wanted to run away from, but couldn't. Her dangling feet started treading air. The useless movements sent sharp flashes of pain up her stretched arms. She moaned, even cried, but the only answer she got was an echo of her own desperate voice, muffled by the hood.The next stage was anger, a rage against herself for allowing the woman to tie her up and.