Entering the chamber, Tamara stopped short as she saw her golden robed attacker seated in the throne. Mustache man roughly shoved her in the back, har..., sprawling her onto the cold floor. Getting to her feet, she decided she had been through enough and started to turn to try to run.The creature on the throne pointed at her and as he said some words in a strange language she found herself frozen in place. Literally. Her body was no longer responding to her commands, she could only stand in. The palm of his hand rubbed over my pussy. I moaned softly as we kissed. His hand slowly pulled my string aside and his finger ran up between my wet pussy lips. His finger found my clit and started to run around in circles, making my body squirm over the bed. Alex was enjoying this and asked if I wanted to feel his mouth down there. I nodded yes. I want to hear you say it sweetie he said. "Mmh I wanne feel your tongue down there Alex". He smiled and got down between my legs after I had spread. I groaned inwardly when she caught his eyes – if I knew my Mistress well she would delight in choosing him. She had me in agony most of the night, drawing her lips tantalisingly close and pulling away subtly at the last moment, as if our game could slip through the public eye. By the end of the night, when the party had died down and most of them had left, our true colours came out. I sat on the adjacent sofa and watched him pull her top off, eyes widening at her glorious breasts, his eager. I was so desperate I might even have settled for that tinydoodle between your legs." She saw my surprise and laughed at me."Just kidding, Andrew. I have absolutely no interest in your poorsubstitute for a prick, except as one more way to tease you, and toremind you of your status in this marriage."Standing there cringing, I could only say, "Would you like me to put thewine in to chill?" Naturally." And should I change the sheets on the bed? And clean the bathroom? Imean, before I make.