My wife has a new lover spending the night. I had to sit in the room and watch those two go at it like rabbits in heat. She was a slut to this man. I ...atched as she was on her knees, sucking his cock. She had him lay on his back and she straddled him in a 69 position and they went at it. Then she laid on her back. Spread her legs and begged him to fuck her. She verbally berated me by telling him she needed a Man in this house. A real Man with a real Cock. One that could take her to bed every. While she wasn't forcing me, this was the first thingshe had asked of me as my Mistress. I knew that there was only onecorrect answer to her question.I lowered my gaze and said, "Your heart's desire is my command,Mistress. Should Mother permit, I would do my best to incorporate thesame rules and protocols in my life here as the ones in your household."I waited in dread at my Mother's answer even though I had a good ideawhat it would be."Why, Grace, you are the very example of devotion to your. But why would he contact me now? Why, after twenty years?I ran fingers over the smooth envelope, tracing the grooves of the writing, frustrated by the lack of a return address. Memories of him came flooding back. I could just throw it away, avoid opening the possible Pandora's box of its contents. But, I didn’t need further ‘what ifs’ in my life. It had to be opened. I sat on the couch, legs drawn up under me, trying to find the courage to open the envelope. My hands were trembling, the beat of. Will you?“„Please, don't...“„What?“ Loraine snapped.„No...Madame.“The shapely young thing shuddered as tears again flowed within the hood.A shove caused Melissa to stumble forward, almost falling. Loraine's chilling lough filled the room, echoing in Melissa's shrouded head as she was taken out the back door.The limousine finally came to a halt at the front door of a mansion in the heart of London, though Melissa had no knowledge of it.The car door opened.„Would you kindly follow me, miss?“A.