My slut. My whore. My animal. My anything.’ ‘I am.’ ‘Say it.’ ‘I’m your slave, your slut, your whore, your animal, your everything.’ �...�Say you’ll do anything for me.’ ‘I’ll do anything for you.’ And I think that at that moment she would have. I think I could have driven her down to the city and she would have gladly been pierced and tattooed. I think I could have taken her to one of the sex clubs to be gang banged or sent her into a lesbian bar to eat everyone in sight. I think I could have. He worked hard so the loss of his wife’s job wouldn’t affect their lives. The only thing it did hurt was their sex life as he would come home exhausted and stressed about their financial situation.He told Katie that they should end their membership at the club and cut back on other things such as their internet or cable bill or maybe even sell her Escalade. Fred may have been a bit jealous about Katie’s time spent with her new friends at the Country Club. He didn’t have any time for himself and. "She was silent for a few breaths. "Is it my turn?" Yes." I... don't know if I'm in love with you. I want to be with you, but we both know that's not the same thing. I'm not sure I can reconcile us being in love with the fact that you and Maddie were in love with each other. I'm scared of how quickly you changed between Maddie and I, and I'm afraid that you might leave me behind just as easily." I learned a long time ago that sitting around pining for someone doesn't get you anywhere. You have. Thebar near my stomach had a large U-shaped support and a locking leatherstrap, and the bar near my head had an attachment that would secure one ofthe dildos in my mouth. Finally, a fucking machine was bolted to the rearof the contraption, and once adjusted, it would force a dildo in and out ofmy ass.With my heart pounding in my chest, I first locked both of my ankles in therear cross-piece. After some adjustment, I set up the fucking machine sothat, once locked into the bondage gear, it.