How well you please me will decide whether I just stab you in the stomach and leave your corpse to bleed to death or load you feet first into a wood c...hipper. If you do well, I might spare your worthless life. Now get down on your hands and knees, whore!". She shivered in the damp chilliness of the unfinished basement. The cement floor hurt Eliza's smooth unblemished knees like nothing else."Nice and fat. You've got something to hold onto. The last one didn't. Now, don't be afraid to scream.. The words are hot, but you aren’t.”I was taken aback by his attack on me “What do you mean?”“It’s simple, some of the greatest singers in music were great not because of the words in the song but how those words were delivered. Listen to Johnny Cash, Billie Holiday, or Janis Joplin. Their songs were not just words and music, they lived those songs, we feel the pain, anguish or love that they felt because the songs were real life translated through them.”I shot back “Those three are dead; you. They took her to the back of a large, white, removal type van.I was watching through the rear windows as I saw my wife looking back several times. As the back door of the van was opened, my wife appeared to hesitate, but some of the men picked her up and placed her into the hands of the men who'd already climbed in. The rest quickly got in and pulled the shutter down as the driver ran to the front, got in and drove off.Looking back I think it was all planned. They were on the look out for a. ”“Thank you. You certainly know how to handle them.”I was now pinching your nipples and they were responding as they should. I looked in your eyes; you looked back. As I was playing with your breasts and kissing you your hand was rubbing my thigh. Now it was lightly touching my rigid cock.“I can spare 2 hours.”“Are you sure?”“Yeah. I told you ½ an hour at the start as an escape route in case we didn’t click, but we’re DEFINITELY clicking..”You were now squeezing my cock and stroking.