’ ‘Why won’t you just hear what she has to say? After all you went through together. You’re going to ignore all that for… for…’ she gest...ured towards me, and it seemed like she was going to call me something, then thought better of it. ‘For what?’ he snapped. ‘For Emma? Yes, I choose to hurt Maggie’s feelings to avoid hurting Emma. I love her. She’s going to be the mother of my child. Something Maggie wouldn’t even consider.’ The silence was deafening. ‘I’m going to go,’ Maggie said quietly. An hour goes by and they're at one of the friends house jus hanging out in the basement. Bryce goes upstairs and she follows him up to the living room and they sat on the couch. Bryce was staring at her up and down, her little petite white body in those tight black Nike Spandex shorts and a tight hoodie that made her boobs pop out and you can see the outline of her bra through the hoodie and as he looked at her, he noticed there were no pantylines showing through her spandex shorts which meant. ”All this time, Barb isn’t stroking me - damn, if she had been, she’d probably have gotten her first cum bath. Instead, she just kept squeezing it in her fingers. I figured we needed to get down to some serious stuff pretty quick or the show would be over, for me at least.“Barb, lean over and just kiss it, feel how velvety it is.” Damned if she didn’t do just that, kissing the helmet over and over.“Oh Sal, you just gotta try this. I can’t describe how it feels, but it’s giving me tingly. I’ll be giving myself to him to use as he wishes. I’ll be giving myself to him to turn into a slut.I watched him walk away and I felt his disdain for me. It makes me furious. I don’t know what to do. He has given me a choice. I can leave, or I can submit. Why does he think I’ll submit?! More to the point, why am I even thinking about it?! Do I actually want to be this man’s sex slave?!He has kidnapped me, tied me up, beaten me. He has treated me like the proverbial turd in the punch bowl. Why.