My mouth and hands have minds of their own. I take one hand and shove it between her legs, feeling her still feverish, still soaking wet pussy. I push... my fingers inside and start thrusting them in and out, going from one finger, to two, to three. She lets out a yelp once again exclaiming that it hurt. I zone back out. I push her knees to her chest and force myself inside her once again, not allowing her nightmare to stop. Not even seeking her pleasure, I rape her violently, grabbing at her. .” She closed her eyes and shuddered. “They used me. I was nothing more to them than a few convenient holes. They didn’t care about me and nothing they did to me was done with care. Steve was the same—or he wanted to be. But he was never quite as ruthless as James could be. Still, that whole time, I had things done to me, and not with any love or care or even a thought for how it might feel for me. All any of them thought about—all they cared about—was how good it felt for them. My arsehole. . we had no hope of winning against your might King Minos.” His voice was gravely and sad. A tear rolled down his face.Ariadne stood in her human form, along with her sister and father. She, along with her sister, stood with a face of contempt. She also, along with her sister, wore her Greek tunic or chiton woven by herself with the finest silk. She stood and watched the negotiation take place.An angry look filled the King of Crete’s face “That will teach you for killing my son!”Aegeus held his. You know the old saying, "You can tell how long a couple had been married by the amount of angst." Well the level of any angst went way low between us. My marriage, which I had always seen as great, not perfect, but great. I doubt there is a perfect marriage anywhere. Well even when Aim isn't around, our marriage hits new levels of intimacy, communication, and even friendship, as silly as that might sound. When Aim was there, it was like we three meshed and each of us filled a void in the other.