The movie started, there were some couples sitting at the last row. I know what most of the couples do in a theater that has less audience.A college g...y sat in a seat behind me , i was unable to see his face clearly, but i can see his body structure. I felt some thing rolling near my legs, i thought it is some cat or something else, but i found some leg is caressing my leg.He removed his slippers and feeling my leg, i dint reject or respond, but i liked the touch he done , he got more brave and. My slave husband loves drinking my piss, that will never change. After I piss in his mouth, getting up off the toilet seat, I always spit on his face, flipping the toilet seat back down, walking away. back to bed., until the next time I have to take a piss. Another hour later, his balls banded for ten hours now, I flipped the toilet seat up, sat on the toilet seat, again flooding his mouth with my warm piss. He thanked me for it. What I did next is something else my slave has been begging me to. WAYYYYYY bigger than yours. Where is he anyway?”“Darin has a big cock?” He asked and smiled proudly.“A HUGE-MOTHER-FUCKING-COCK is the word I was looking for. Where is he anyway?”“He’s already gone home for the day, do you need him?”“I need him bad, Mr. Frank, we were supposed to meet later this afternoon.”“Here’s his cell number, give him a call from that desk over there. If you see a tall blonde woman come up to me, stay away. I love your sexy ass, Juli. Here’s all the money I promised and a. She left the room, presumably to deliver my sweatpants to Margaret, but most likely to give me privacy.I kept the call short, telling Suzanne that I had returned from the wilderness and was being held captive by Cynthia. Her silent response made me think that Suzanne would have preferred that I was still battling the elements. Could she tell that I'd surrendered willingly?"Will you be home for dinner tomorrow evening, Dear?" I don't know," I said, answering honestly, without saying that it.