Mrs Against Her Deauxma Will

     The deauxma man deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs laughed again. "Are you mrs fucking mrs stupid or something? Do deauxma you think I went through deauxma all the trouble to get deauxma you here alone, naked, and helpless, just to let you go? Oh no, baby. I plan on having some fun with you first."
     He held up a long, glittering, razor-sharp knife deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs.
     Shelley nearly lost deauxma it image when she saw deauxma the blade held inches before her face, and closed her eyes, letting deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs tears of panic deauxma and dread flow diaryofamilf freely deauxma down her face. She prayed image quickly and deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs silently for deauxma deliverance from this nightmare, and once again help diaryofamilf came in diaryofamilf the form of her husband's voice in her mind, speaking words of reassurance deauxma and comfort, telling her to belive deauxma that everything deauxma would be alright, to not give in deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs to the mrs fear and diaryofamilf panic. Like a soothing balm being applied deauxma to a raw open wound, the words again calmed her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs fears, steadying her resolve, and with only a deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs slight hesitation deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs, she deauxma opened her eyes to meet her fate head-on.
     The feeling was... incredible. It was like in her fantasies, only more potent , more real. She was terribly frightened, but the fear made the deauxma pleasure sensations even stronger, and she felt her body deauxma begin to respond to the man deauxma dominating her. She tried to block it all out, to ignore the unfamiliar scents and sensations of the stranger stradling her, and instead concentrate only on the feeling diaryofamilf between her legs. In her mind's eye, she picture this same scene only with her loving deauxma Master there instead, taking her, brutally diaryofamilf fucking her spread-eagled, tightly bound body. The thought of her Master taking deauxma her this way increased her pleasure, and she let out mrs a deep moan. The deauxma man grunted, obviously enjoying himself. Shelley felt a hand caress her breasts. He deauxma had removed his gloves . The man's slender strong fingers teased and caressed deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs her mounds, squishing them, then squeezing them roughly, making deauxma her start deauxma, then abruptly resuming deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs his gentler teasing ministrations.
     "It deauxma was me all along, Shelley," I said softly, holding a hand mrs over her mouth for deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs a second. "Shhh. Just let me finish please. Then deauxma I'll untie you and you can gladly beat deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs me within an inch deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs of my life." She stopped struggling then deauxma, but her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs eyes still blazed her anger and desire to throttle me. I merely smirked back at her. "I will admit, I went way beyond what we usualy do as play time tonight. I scared you senseless, I deauxma know, and taking you by surprise this way is deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs one of the things we agreed on from the beginning NOT deauxma to do in our role play. But, by the same token, we aldo agreed that as your Master, I have complete control over you, my love. COMPLETE control. On deauxma the one hand image, you set guides and limits on what we can do together. On the other hand deauxma, however, you are always pushing me deauxma to take your submission deauxma to the limits diaryofamilf, to 'push deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs the envelope deauxma', so to speak . Well, its very hard to deauxma do one and still deauxma maintain the other. So deauxma, I came up with a compromise image. Shelley. Rape scenario one, focus."