..bitch.??Kiss......my fucking.......boot.?I was like a little boy at the carnival that evening. It was exciting,scary, and erotic beyond belief. Pain...and pleasure becoming one. My wifedid things to me I never thought she was capable of because they wouldhave been too kinky for such a vanilla woman, too cruel for a lovingwife. The evening ended with my wife tossing my battered body on mylittle bed like a rag doll, closing the door hard when she left.The realization strikes me that I can't open. I was her sweet innocent little boy and the fact that i was staring at her didn”t make her think it was anything more than absent daydreaming. I watched her as she cooked on the stove with the sun entering through the window making a silhouette and defining her firm toned body. She bent over to get things from the fridge and cupboards and even when she served me food at the table, giving me a perfect view of her naked tits and ass. She has perfectly tanned skin and a body like a porn actress.. Jane smiled,then told me her fantasy was also having a three way with me fucking her friend. I thought it seemed odd her wish was similar to mine but said nothing. On the next Saturday Jane insisted staying at home with me wearing my skirt etc, & having a cuddle on the sofa with some vino, & so that's what we did, until the door bell rang. Jane said to stay put while she answered the door, so ,still dressed in a skirt & blouse,I waited for Jane's return. A few minutes later the living room door. Then, suddenly, a very naked Valarie was standing beside Donna, looking down at me as I sat on the floor trying to make sense of what was transpiring. Neither said a word. Within seconds, there were two other fully naked young ladies standing nearby, all with masks on.. their hands clasped behind their backs. “So, what is your wish?” Donna asked.“Set me free,” I pleaded.“Uhm . . . that’s not going to happen, just yet” Donna replied. “First you’ve got to satisfy one of us.”“OK,” I replied, “How.