The curtain opens again. I am in my usual spot; a hard wood arm chair, my legs strapped to the legs, arms strapped to the arms and a large strap across my chest. I cannot move other than squirm a little bit. I hang my head toward my chest. I can't bear to watch again.
I hear the noises from the scene in front of me; the moans and other sounds of pleasure. The words filled with lust and desire. I don't want to hear, don't want to see. I cannot cover my ears so the sounds just keep tormenting me. My body begins to betray me just as it does every time the curtain opens.
My breaths become shallow. My nipples harden against the rough strap that imprisons me. My eyes wander to the picture in front of me. I begin to tremble and shake my head in denial.
"No!" I mutter. It does no good to scream. No one will hear me. No one will come to save me from this torture. No one will make them stop.
My love, the love of my life, and that woman; I do not know her just as I do not know most of the others that have come before her. I let my gaze eat up the sight of him. Strong, tall, muscular, his dark skin glistens in sweat; he looks good maybe even better than when he was mine. He has lost some weight but it suits him. He has added some inches in muscle. His penis is still the same amazing phallus that I remember so well. Long, nearly 9 inches, and thick, around 2 inches in diameter.
I move my gaze to the woman. She is approximately 5'5" tall with brown hair and brown eyes. Her body is his usual preference, full but not fat, large breast and large full ass. I glare at her with hatred. I want to rip my body out of this chair and strangle the life from her.
She slowly sinks to her knees and takes my penis into her mouth. I try to break lose, I know it is for not, I have tried before. My Love's head rolls back as she swallows most of him down her throat. She slides it back out slowly and her spit glistens on it. Back down her throat again it goes, a little farther this time. He is moaning in pleasure. The same pleasure I used to give him.
He grips her by the hair and glides her up and down on his huge shaft; going deeper and deeper every time. She is gagging on his thickness and trying to escape his grip. "Ha! She can't take it like I could." I scream at them even though they can't hear me.