Still breathing hard, he withdrew, gave her a kiss, and told her what a good girl she had been. He then laid her down on the bed on her side and put ...a pillow under her head, and put the gag back into her mouth. “I want you to take a little nap while I go in the kitchen, see if I can find any food, have a drink and watch TV for a while.” She was fairly exhausted and ready for a little rest, as she had also worked hard cleaning house all day. She assumed he would release her in a little while. “Fuck me, cum in my ass.”He pushed in to the hilt, and lay down on her. In her ear, whispering, “Tell me why you like this, why you like to be bound and fucked.”“Are you kidding me?” she gasped. “Fuck me and we’ll talk later.”“No, I want to know. Tell me.”Reaching under her, he started to caress her pussy. She tried to move, tried to get away, but was forced to just take it. “Stop, you’ve got your cock where you wanted it, use my ass and cum, you asshole.”“No, I want to know why this works for. Never touch another woman’s cock.”I choked, trying to respond. As I said, I was dehydrated. Candy’s eyes narrowed. I got the feeling she was still deciding what to do about my particular violation. I wasn’t one to let other people decide my life. I swallowed and then coughed just a little.“Candy,” I said, keeping my eyes on her and doing my best not to look down at her blade. I didn’t want her thinking about that blade at all.Not. At. All.“I-if you would forgive my transgression, I promise. “You killed him?” She said quietly.“No, Karen. When I got there, he was already dead. The police officer I spoke with told me that it looked like a suicide.”“Oh God!” and with that Karen broke down in tears and rolled into a ball as she fell to the floor.I stood, made sure the 1911A was secured, and returned it to the safe. I knelt beside my wife.“Karen, I’m going downstairs to talk to the kids. I’m going to order some pizza for us. If you feel up to it, please join us. We all have a lot to.