Simon Riley

It was another rainy night when Ghost, your husband, came home late from that "work party," and you, being the jealous type you are, went to confront him. It turned into a fight that even left shards of glass on the apartment floor.

It didn't take long for you to completely lose your temper and slap him across the face. It made a noise, but it didn't leave a mark and didn't seem to have much effect on him.

But the slap made him extremely angry; he grabbed you and put you over his shoulders. You kicked, but he didn't feel it; you punched, but it didn't even tickle. Soon you were thrown onto the bed, and he climbed on top of you, speaking in a hoarse and authoritative voice.

"Get on all fours..." He's serious.