“But the experience will be so much better knowing that you’re getting off by watching me.”Both and heart and my cock felt like they were going ...o explode. “And I’m going to be recording you the entire time, too,” I told my still shell-shocked wife. “For posterity’s sake,” I added glibly.Amanda was still rooted in place. “God, I can’t even look at them,” she chuckled in embarrassment. I loved how her freckles stood out even more when she blushed. “How do we even begin?”I was grinning. First it was the washing up hadn’t been done, she had been busy doing other things she told me.Then one night the evening meal wasn’t ready on time, and I had tom wait for it. It was getting fucking stupid, and when I pulled her up about it, she promised to change. And she did, for about a month or so, and then she started getting back to being the lazy fucking cow she was now.She knew we were fucking going out tonight, and what had she done about it? Fuck all! The last cow was sat in the. She tied the rope off, pulling all the slack out between the hand and ankle cuffs. This forced Marion's shoulders legs, and feet off the bed and her arms and legs together. Marion was now is a very uncomfortable hogtie — one the most commonly used positions in the BDSM world. Ron quickly received the same treatment, so both were now hogtied and facing the other bed."Well, bitch, I told you that you were going to get to eat a creampie before the night is over, but first you owe Bill an apology. The only girl I'd seen her in contact with regularly was ... Hayley? She saw the discomfort on my face, but misread the source."I didn't think you were a prude, Randy," she said teasingly."I don't think I am. I was just thinking ... I wouldn't know, but I guess you have to choose your partners carefully in either case." Her forehead crinkled, not following. "I mean, just because a girl likes girls, you still have to use the same kind of judgment as with guys. You know, what their intentions.