I stood up slowly from the table where I'd been eating my dinner and looked at the pleading in her eyes, then I hit her,I did it right, thank God and ...he dropped like a stone, she hardly weighed a thing as I picked her up and walked upstairs with her in my arms.The screaming began as soon as she woke up and saw the leather straps round her wrists and ankles, I was sitting in the room's only other item of furniture, a straight backed chair."I'm going to keep you here until you can do without. I will be sending you instructions for next time by text”. He did not prompt her for a response, and the command made her tingle even more. It was a hard sleep that night.A decade ago I dreamt of this night, and now tomorrow held the promise of even more. Her as my slave. My little church girl turned slut. Just that thought made me hard again, although I’d decided to save myself for the next time, I wasn’t going to allow her to cum and I would play by my own rules, unbeknownst to her. The next. “Mmmm! Loved it and so glad you are back”, I heard from this love-bunny.I had some more intimate questions now. “I take it you’re not committed to anyone. Do you date much?”She looked at me intently, “Do you wanna know?”I gulped, “Yeah. I think honesty is the best way to go.”She relaxed, “Well, it’s not that easy to explain. This is the first conventional ‘date’ I’ve had in a long time but not the first sex. Are you SURE you want to know? It may not be what you expect.” I nodded. “Maybe if I. Now it was Roger's turn to fuck her. He moved up and put his cock against her wet hole and drove it in. She hadn't really come down from her second orgasm, and after a few strokes she was groaning again. He slowed to keep her high but not over the top, but eventually she told him to fuck hard. He gave her a bunch of hard pokes and she shrieked again. Roger lost it too; burying his cock in her he croaked and pumped his jism into her twitching cunt.Now I admit something: I like sloppy.