I guess, the beginning is the best. My name is Jim Bryant. I am married to an incredible woman. I must tell you about Abbey, and my life with her. ...I have always, as far back as I can remember, liked the idea of sexual bondage, and of course erotic discipline. Like most guys, it was hard for me to find an outlet for my proclivity when I was young. But as I grew older, I was pleasantly surprised to find several young women who would let me tie them up and play. I could still smell the musty scent of sex from the night before, as his cock grew harder inside my mouth. I closed my mouth around his dick as I felt it in the back of my throat. I devoured him with intensity and passion as I rubbed my clit that was begging for this man’s touch “You’re a fuckin’ whore.” He said as he watched me suck his cock. He loved talking dirty to me and I loved it when he did. “I’m your whore.” I reminded him. I could not get enough of his cock. I held on to his waist and. I didn't go home. I started driving north, looking for a sanctuary where I could lose myself. I had a long time to think about the past and the present.Peggy and I went to high school together. She was big, fat, sloppy and not what you would call attractive. She didn't know how to groom herself or to put on make up. Her hair always looked like crap. She was not in any 'in' groups and was basically a social outcast. Of course that is what attracted me to her. I was six foot three and weighted. Maybe he was doing his best. It was strange, but this one conversation seemed to cause me to forget being angry with him at all. Maybe it was because I was still too tired to be angry. I wasn't sure, but it felt like we still had a lot of talking to do. I just had no idea where to start with the rest of it. Maybe it was fortunate, that Jase chose that moment to inturrupt us."Eddie?" he called, as I watched him come down the hallway."In here," Eddie replied, but Jase didn't see him until he was.