We better go. The men will be waiting to fuck you. I needed to play with my little slut first. Fix yourself quick and let’s go.” I ran up the sta...rs and fixed my lipstick. I put my thong back on and met my husband downstairs. He held the door and helped me into the car. We sped off to the hotel where he was taking us. We drove for about twenty minutes and arrived at the hotel. My heart was pounding and I felt very nervous. I had no idea who these men were and what my husband had in mind for. U stradle me standing on the couch. My touge finds ur clit u gasp u arch ur back it feels so good. I grab ur ass checks in my hand and spread them I push my tounge harder into ur clit. Ur bent over my shoulder ur head hanging over the back of the couch as I slid a finger in ur pussy the two. U start orgasming as someone else walks by I finger fuck u harder and faster as I'm sucking on ur clit making u cum twice. U slid down my chest saying u want me to fuck u now u want my hard cock inside u. U. Instinctively, I knew the rules. I knelt, legs slightly parted, my head down, arms at a ninety degree angle, palms up. My need to please him was overwhelming. From this position he could see my shame, he could see the desperate need between my legs. He knew the power he had over me, my treatourous body that ached for his touch, ached for his control, ached to be used by him. He put his knee in front of me. His eyes focused on mine, as my eyes locked on his. I felt my cunt widen as he shoved. Amy was a small cowed woman of perhaps 25 who seldom, if ever spoke and then only of her duties. Some nights she did not come to our shared room but I never learned why not. I had a half day a week off and was allowed to visit my mother whose health was deteriorating but who seemed pleased that I had found a suitable position. That was a hard time to be destitute and she dreaded the thought of my being hurled out onto the street and perpetually counseled me to behave and obey without question.