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I'm Captain Rosalind Arnold Donaldson currently assigned to a field hospital in Kuwait. But at the moment, I was dressed in a short black knit dress, way too short for a respectable widow to wear to her husband's wake.
Thank God, it was going to be a private, invitation only affair.
I had gone to the club hoping that some one with a talented whip hand would give me the discipline I craved.
A pair of dommes had made an attempt at providing a decent flogging but I needed something stronger.
His other hand grabbed me by the hair and I knew I was in for a good old-fashioned Donaldson family face fucking. Oh Robbie, I'm getting so fucking hot watching you.
Look, there's snot dribbling out her nose, exclaimed my sister-in-law, Denise.
The Donaldson's were regular army to the core and then some. Pictures of Donaldson's killed in combat lined the grand staircase of the family mansion.
How did a nice girl like me from Lowell, Massachusetts get mixed up with this group of patriotic sadists? My predilection for reaching an orgasm only after a sound flogging had brought Trace Donaldson and I together. As a result, I had a five-year commitment to patch up soldiers in whatever piss poor backwater the Army selected.Torture The Widow Chapter 1 Choke On It Please take note!Adults Only Literature The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only.Trace and his driver were killed instantly according to the letter I got from his commander. The Humvee had burned and several pieces of ordinance had exploded inside the cab.My guess would be that the coffin contained a blend of both Trace and the driver.