The day moved slowly for her. Saddened that she had to shut down so quickly after she was having fun with Simon, she shot him off a quick PM-<br/><br/>So sorry I had to shut down. Chris came home for lunch unexpectedly and I didn't want to risk getting caught. The dinner is tomorrow at six so I don't know if I will be on tomorrow. Hope you're not upset- A.<br/><br/>Chris was nit home from work yet and he had not called her. She worried where he might be. She made herself dinner and ate alone. Chris didn't answer his cell. Then she thought- Notre Dame game was tonight. He must have been at a bar somewhere. April checked her posts and saw the saga continue.<br/><br/>Emma lay in bed, writhing as Valter teased her. Taking her to the edge and denying her release. Teasing his cum soaked fingers in front of her, letting her suck only occasionally. Her eyes were pleading with him. Her hands gripped the sheets as he alternated from her pussy to her mouth. "Valter, please, I beg you." Emma wanted this cruelty to end, either lender cum or let her enjoy her taste fully. He was breaking her down slowly, training her to be his puppet. She never even saw it coming. He was cunning like a fox, circling and trapping it's prey. Soon Emma would be Valters prize, a trophy to show off to the world. Soon Emma would crave that, crave his depraved ways. The poor girl never saw it coming.<br/><br/>April sighed. She was alone, but didn't want to risk getting caught on IM. If only Simon lived close...