Liam stood up and bowed, putting his beer down on the arm of the chair beside him as he took his guest's arm and led her towards the garden. “You lo...k fabulous. If I may have the honour….” * They walked slowly into the main bedroom, and Erica led Liam through to the pool. “Do you feel like swimming?” she asked, and reached behind her to undo the corset, shrugging out of it and shifting her weight back and forth as she worked her skirt off and stepped out of it. Reaching down she took off her. When we walked in we found the suite already occupied by four more industrialists, two of middle-eastern appearance,‘We picked up these two bitches,’ said one of our two pimps, roughly pushing us towards the taller of the two middle-eastern men. ‘These are really experienced, high-class call-girls, the best you can get, not your average street WHORE. They’ll do anything, as long as it’s filthy. Our charge is two grand, that’s five hundred for each of you, and it’s cheap at the price.’ I gasped,. ………….My wife and I have a healthy sex life, and we frequently discuss our deepest dark fantasies. They are numerous and varied, but many contain a fetish for anal, sometimes degrading and forced. Almost all are about her, and her targeted abduction for “re-education” where she’s held with no hope of escape. In the cruel grip of a “master”, she fully gives in, and is subjected to all manner of despicable violations. But sometimes, when we weave a story of her being the tied and naked captive of. She would often snuggle with Lee and I in the evenings as we watched tv. She would use the reason that she was cold because of the weather outside .Her roaming hands would often find their way into my shirt or up and down my leg. She, when given the chance, would give me a lingering hug, or bump her hips against me. Lee at times threw hints that she herself was becoming more eager to share me ,often bringing up the idea of being a grandmother. At night in bed she would say that Emily’s years.