We have had sex but that was recreational sex. Think of all of this as a game. It will be much easier to understand that way.”“I’ll try,” repl...ed Faith. She gasped as Jill slid a third finger into her, feeling her sex being stretched.“Your body seems to enjoy being owned,” observed Jill. “You are constantly wet and aroused. And I enjoy owning your body.”Faith moaned as Jill ran her thumb over her clit. Jill continued. “You are so delightful as a slave. My sisters and I have had lots of slaves. Very soon thereafter, Janice began her climb to orgasm. "Oh, my God, George, he's going to make me cum! I can feel it. Oh ... OH ... OOOH ... Here it is! My God, Honey, thank you for this present. I had forgotten how good this could feel!"Janice was just on a plateau, she was not finished climbing to her climax. It just kept building, and enough spilled over that she was already floating in a kind of ecstasy that she had never felt before. Having something, losing it, and getting it back is. It would be the first story she’d ever put up on the website, and she considered maybe doing a shorter story first, and seeing how that would work out.What would she write about though? Time for a bit of inspiration, she thought. She clicked the mouse on its mat alongside her, and connected to the internet. The website sprang onto the screen, and she went into the User Control Panel, then clicked on ‘Contacts & Friends’.She looked at the list, and clicked on a couple of favourites, going to. He came in my wife a few minutes later. Billy rolled off and lay and quietly enjoyed the small death. I climbed onto the bed, my cock and balls engorged trying to escape the thin rope that bound them tightly. I pressed, rubbed, slid my sex organs in through the sticky wetness coating my wife’s vaginal lips. She lay on her back, breathing in shallow quick breaths. I pushed gently and my hardness slipped easily. In less than a dozen hard fast pumps, I felt my sperm release and slowly work it’s.