Walking around in lingerie felt incredibly sexy. I’m a versatile lover, just as happy to dominate as I am to be dominated. There’s something so in...imate and sensual about expressing a submissive side, and I love the inherent trust that comes along with domination and submission. I do love the power of taking control and ordering someone around, but I equally love pleasuring my wife and helping her “de-stress” by letting her dominate me in the bedroom.With the chores done, I put on my dog collar. Well I had no cause to complain, decided to cut my losses and go back to my cabin. Diane stopped me and said, "don't be upset - she does this every trip, as many men as she can get, she just brings me along to keep up appearances". Diane said she was tired of the casino as well ,and asked me to walk her to her cabin as it was getting late. I obliged, when we got there, she asked if I would like to come in for a drink, they had snuck in some wine. I sat on the only chair and Diane sat on the. But those eyes also held in them a need. A need that she wanted me to fill - a need only I could fill. I knew this need well, because I shared her need. It was the need to belong to someone. Pet did belong to me. She belonged to me in every way a woman can belong to a man. But now she needed to know she belonged, to feel she belonged, and to be shown it in no uncertain terms. I reached down and stroked her long hair gently. Then I grabbed a handful and raised her to her feet pulling her close. One man thought this was to much apparently and ran forward and jumped on the table, shoving his 4 shaft into Valkyrie a few times before orgasming. And despite his dick being tiny, he blew a huge load, thank god she was on the pill, she had had so much sex that condoms were a bit too expensive so this was cheaper. The man hopped off and wandered away and another man replaced him. His dick was not small. It was at least 10 and a 1.5 girth. Valkyrie ignored the ripping of her ass and gagging in.