Foreword
Her husband's answers came not in words, but in violent actions. He turned her over onto her stomach and pulled her head back by her hair. Her screams of pain and fear only made him pull harder.
He took out his big, black belt and tightly tied her hands to the bedpost. Within moments, his wife's beautiful body was a quivering, helpless bound figure, totally helpless and at his mercy. He looked at her nude form and his eyes fixed on her beautiful big ass which was now bleeding freely from the effects of being dragged over the yard gravel pavement of their farm.
He stared at the red liquid as it oozed from her cuts. He knew that this bound bitch would get what she deserved.
What had started out as their dream house had become a seething house of passion and perversion. The Kilmer’s, both parents and children would find new experiences. They would, before the end of the week end, find the pleasures of domination. They would find that they enjoyed watching their loved ones become slaves of their own desires.
George Kilmer and his wife Susan would become like two gladiators savagely fighting tooth and nail to gain complete power over the other. Their love would boil to new heights as they each took turns on the other's helpless form.
Their daughter Ellen, young and fully developed, would be lead by her father into a world from which there could be no escape. She would find that she craved more and more. She would become an addict to her desire.