"Shhhh," he soothed, coming to the side of the bed. "You have nothing to be ashamed of at all." He placed a hand on my fluttering stomach and fingered...the fine lacework of the garter belt. "It's very understandable," he continued, moving his fingers slowly down towards my shaved mons pubis, "that in your helpless state..." I am," I pleaded. "I'm completely helpless. He could have done anything to me; anything at all." ... that in your helpless state ... with your emotions high..." he was. She was wearing light gold jewellery, in addition to her mangalsutra on a gold chain around her neck. Her saree was worn slightly low hip so that it just hid her navel. She looked like an angel and knowing that soon she would be fucking like a slut aroused me, but I controlled myself. She had put on a mild perfume and slight makeup. I gently kissed her on her lips and left it at that.We had a simple breakfast of sandwiches and tea. And I sat down with the newspaper, while she busied herself. “I suggest you don't fucking move.” Matthew growled at the boy. “Minh get your asian ass over here.” Matthew growled at him. Minh was terrified as he approached his 4.5” cock sticking out in front of him, nothing special as Matthew placed the boy behind the stallion. “You are a stallion Minh at least you think you are. I think I wish to see you fuck this slave.” Matthew said laughing at the strangled gasp from the fucking slave. “Show this slave what you have.” Matthew said as he lubed the boys. ? In many ways, this was a fantasy come true.? As soon as my cock started to grow, the sharp points inside the cage started to dig into my flesh.? The pain was incredible, even eclipsing that which I was feeling in my balls from the combined stretching and squeezing, and I cried out into the penis gag.? Almost immediately my fledgling erection started to subside from the pain, even as I was aroused by the video of my tortured wife.? ? The video continued, it showed my, or should I say, our,.