As she slept, he crept into the room and opened the bedroom window very slowly and quietly, not to wake her. Standing above her at the right side of ...her bed, he watched her sleep. She was lying on her left side, the nightie had slipped and was exposing her smooth round ass. He smiled as he thought of how their fantasy would occur, since she agreed to let him do as he wished. He roughly pulled the sheet away from her, startling her awake. He suddenly pulled her over on her back and placed his. Before I could speak, he pushed his big hard cock inside my pussy. I wanted to squeeze my legs shut, but could not. The combination of his cock and the butt plug was explosive! With every thrust, I felt pleasure rushing in all my private parts. All I could do was grip the bedspread and squeal with each thrust. And not being able to move your legs ... was ... well, it was very erotic, to say the least. Again, I was putting my trust in this man and strengthening our bond. "Don't!" ... "Stop!" .... I got closer and could see that she was a young Indian woman. He had beaten her and her face was swollen. "Mister, does that woman belong to you?" I asked not being able to tolerate a man beating a woman very well."I am free," the woman gasped.The man turned to slap her. "Mister, if she isn't yours, I can't let you beat her."He pulled a knife and threatened, "Put your nose back where it belongs, boy." Let her go," I said. I pulled my revolver from my holster.He let go of her hair. She started. Then I marched over toward Danielle's table. This wasone of the few times I've regretted the small stature of thisbody. I wanted to go stomping and hulking over in a way thatwould radiate danger and intimidation. Instead, I'm sure I lookedlike an adolescent elf who was seriously miffed.I jammed my hands on my hips and bent over towards them. "Do youhave something to say to me? If so, you should try telling me tomy face, instead of hiding behind your butt-kissers, Niebel!"Danielle turned to face.