Releasing his cock. Shoving it inside me. He was fucking me. He was r****g me. Taking what no man has the right to take. I hated him so much then... I could feel my skin get hot and my rage flare. God I hated him...because I liked it. Oh heaven help my, I loved it! I began to cry then. No sobbing or choking through my underwear still jammed in my mouth. Just tears running down the sides of my face. He saw my tears and licked them off, the sick fucker. My sick fucker. With his hard. He ran from the bedroom in search of a weapon. He could hear his wife, liberated from the restraints, calling him. "Honey! Come back," she said, or words to that effect. Makes me sick just to think about it, I'm afraid, hurting my son like that. Dirty, dirty bitch. I asked him afterwards "Did you cry?" I imagine he did. I hope he did.Anyway, the weapon he found, in the absence of firearms, you understand, was a battery-powered circular saw. Quite how he managed to do any damage with it I have. More

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