"What do you want me to do?"I passed a sheet of paper over to him. "Read this over. Then call my wife, right now, and have this conversation with her....You can change the wording, change whatever fucking pet name you use with her, whatever--make it sound natural, like she'd expect you to sound. But set it up just the way I've written it."He read it through carefully, then looked up. "I don't know if Laur... if she's going to go for this."I laughed. "Carl, I've heard the audio of a half-dozen of. ” He chuckled.In one quick move, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them to her sides, forcing her to uncover herself.She squirmed free of his grip and stepped backward. “You can’t just lock me up in here like I belong to you! Give me my clothes and let me go!”His smile faded and he stepped toward her.She shrunk back at his sharp glare, cowed. “You’re not going anywhere. You are mine now.” Her lips parted in shock. Unsure of what to say, she just stood staring at him, wondering where she could. She started choking and gagging on it. She struggled and pulled but every time she tried I just fucked her mouth harder and deeper. I grabbed and held her nose. As she started struggling harder and harder because my dick was choking her I could feel her pulling on the rope getting weaker and weaker. I popped my dick out after a few seconds. As she gagged and coughed on it she started begging again. But because she couldn't move her mouth it came out sounding weird. " please puddin. I'll suck. Of course, this led to makeup sex! Afterwards, I told her about you and didn't leave out any details. She got very horny and confessed to me that she loves to see two guys having sex and that she often looks at gay porn." Since then we have managed to compromise on the rest of the renovation details and she has left her apartment and moved back in with me. I'm a very happy man and I owe it all to you, Cam. Yesterday I suggested that we have you over and she readily agreed. Andrea came up with.