She hadn’t been wearing a bra, and I had gathered everything else as I followed. I picked up her panties and set her clothes on the dresser by the d...or. Then I closed the door and approached the bed.Of all the women I had forged bonds with, Lilith was the first one for whom I was scared. Yes, I felt bad for the others, all having to share me rather than going off and finding someone who could if he would devote exclusive time to her. Lilith wasn’t even from my world. She was a denizen of the. ’ ‘Have you ever tried it?’ ‘No.’ ‘Then you never know. You might like it.’ ‘I doubt it.’ ‘I told you you’re not dirty enough for me.’ ‘Oh yeah? And how many girls have you fucked in the ass before?’ ‘A few.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Yeah. It’s the best.’ ‘Maybe for you.’ ‘Hey, the girls enjoyed it too!’ ‘Yeah, I’m sure they did.’ I let the subject drop, but unfortunately my dick did not. As we started the next game I found myself staring at Jen, imagining her on her hands and knees sucking some guy’s. “It’s taboo! Frowned upon! Naughty!!” She giggled louder, kissing me and releasing her warm tongue into my mouth as our hips clashed together; grinding for just a second before pulling away once more. “Oh shit Holly, you’re impossible!” I groaned. Unable to stop fucking her; I rolled on top of her, taking a nipple between my lips as I thrust my cock in and out of her. “YEAH! YES! YESSS!” she screeched, wrapping her glossy legs around me and steadying my pace as I bit down gently on the nub. ” I felt like I would be rubbed raw by the end of the day.“It’s a reminder that you must overcome your own comfort and desires for those of your husband.”“Why does it have to be so painful?”“It’s designed to be uncomfortable. Church is a weekly worship of our lifestyle. Women are dressed as slaves to remind them of their place in our society. Being uncomfortable keeps you alert and submissive, as you should be always. Like I said, it’s an old custom that has been carried down.”“What if…?” .