"We are all being !"

"Dave, stop this, please, and listen!"

You **** yourself to take his wrists and remove them from your body. Dave blinks surprised and seems to hear you for the first time since you started.

"Look at yourself, Dave! Look at us! This isn't normal. Admit, that you have fantasies you never had before. Because I do! I suddenly dream of... very kinky sex...!"

Wrong strategy, you realize. Just saying it makes Dave's look all horny again, and even somehow does something to yourself. It would be so nice and easy to just give in and enjoy being fucked hard by your husband and...

You snap yourself out of it.

"Dave! This...", you point at the magazine and the Happy Maid report, "... is all a big scam! No, it's more, it's worse than the tobacco industry, Dave! They make us addicted! They are drugging us! This is really dangerous, darling. We must leave this house, immediatly. We can't stay here, or else... Are you listening, Dave? Dave!"

Again your husband looks dazed, but then he frowns and looks at you.

"You want to leave me?", he asks. His voice sounds thick. This is worse than you thought. Much worse...

"Dave, have you been listening at all?"

"You want to leave?", Dave's expression has turned hard and he stares at you, scolding. His hands begin to tremble.