?Lay on your stomach on the ottoman, Slave,? she demanded next. He had only been on the couch a few short seconds, when he could feel her hands pulli...g his ass cheeks apart as she looked at his ass and the plug that was extruding from his asshole. ?You like that plug in your ass, don’t you, Slave?!? she asked loudly. His response was what she knew it would be, ?Yes, Mistress, but I’d love your fingers in my ass even more.? ?No, you want nothing! Do you understand? I’ll give you what I want!. Brit looked over at the two guys, noticing they were looking at me, and grabbed my arm, "You better enjoy. I haven't gotten any in way too long. If nothing else do it for me. So I can feel like my life has some meaning." Brit giggled and went to make me a drink, which I didn't ask for. When she returned I realized it was a very expensive cocktail, using a bunch of top shelf liquor. She slid it across the bar to me and winked, "Now, go over there and get that little booty worked on. I'll text. "Let me up," Phil demanded, spitting some sand out with the words.Ben only laughed. "I'll let you up when I'm good and ready," he said. "Now thrust that cute little rear of yours up for me."Phil struggled for a few moments, but it was pretty clear he was resisting in vain.Reluctantly, he obeyed, raising his cute butt up and pushing it out. I swear I don't know what got into me but I actually laughed despite myself. I had never imagined that I would see my strong hubby so completely controlled. He smiled at her and she returned the smile immediately, he almost gasped as he stared into her beautiful face… Her skin was like porcelain… and her large blue eyes were up tilted, almost doll like… Her smile was so very much like the Mona Lisa’s, she was an enigma and he wanted to get to know her, everything about her was intriguing and exciting. She pulled away from his arms reluctantly and he drew her hand to his mouth and bowed like a prince to his queen. Her heart fluttered rapidly like.