It?s been 6 long years and countless horny men and women since it all started. I have been a secret sex slave, secret to my husband, friends, and fami...y all because of one horny encounter that turned into years of sex slavery.Let me back up to when it all started. I (Cindy) was 27 married to my wonderful husband (Dave) and living in an upper class neighborhood outside of Chicago. My husband and I had a few swinging encounters up to this point, but the rule was it was always mutually alright. .. I never dreamed I would be doing something like this,” smiled Gwen weakly.“Well, you’re a hit, that’s for sure. Being so short and beautiful too has gotten you a lot of attention.”“Yes,” cringed Gwen, “and not always the kind I want.”“Yeah, some of them have roving hands.”“And foul mouths.”The barkeep laughed. “As long as they just talk about it you’ll be okay. Had any propositions?”“Only a couple of dozen.”They both smiled.“Well, it would be nice if they could all be like Tom.”“Tom? Who’s. When she got fucked like that, it set her swinging back and forth like a pendulum in time with the thrusting of the tentacles in her holes. They also did doggy style after a fashion, with Lauren on her hands and knees and Gruthsorik on his hands and knees, his larger body completely over hers, tentacles taking her whole body from behind. Claire couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and promised herself she would get to try everything she watched Lauren do.Claire opened the inner door to the. Think.”Hmm, I wonder who he was talking too. Oh well, it doesn’t concern me. The update was at 44% now. Awesome, it would be done by tomorrow. I heard my father clamber up the stairs, shit. Mabey he just wants to use the upstairs toilet? I could hope. That hope was quickly dashed as he knocked on my door. It wasn’t a can I come in? kind of knock. No it was more of a I’m coming in right now, but I don’t want you to be pissy that I didn’t knock, so I’m going to knock once as I’m already opening.