" Liz smiled big. "I tell you what Tommy, if you like what you see you go ahead and enjoy what Liz has to offer. She has a gift between her legs and s...e and I would like to share that with you, because you have been such a good friend." Ronny said as he put his arm on my shoulder. My head snapped around as I did a double take from Liz to Ronny to Liz and back to Ronny again. Did he just offer to let me fuck his wife? I thought to myself. Excitement and fear both came over me. Having never had. From now on, it will be raw, intense, a****l, and physical fucking and breeding. Nothing more. I will simply be fucking and breeding your cunt, ass, and mouth, a whore, and that’s all you’ll be to me for the time being. Do you understand?”Jess sat there and looked at me. Her smile wasn’t there any longer. It was as though she realized that she can still have some fun, but the thought of me controlling and possibly limiting her fun in favor of my retributive fucking took the thrill out of it. I showed him what happens when you leave a slavegirl alone. I punished him. I fucked him into a coma. The last thought I had as I crawled to the mat was, ?That?ll show him.? The next thing I was aware of was that the sun was slanting through the windows, and Jack was downstairs somewhere, whistling. Probably making coffee. I groaned as I got up off the mat. He had unlocked the ankle cuff, so I took the hint and crawled off to shower. I hurt everywhere, including places I didn?t think that I. From that moment onwards, I couldn’t look on my son, Robert, in any other way, other than sexually. Every moment with him became a sexual innuendo of one kind or another. I would look at him across the kitchen and wonder how far his cock reached down his shorts and whether it was doubled up underneath. When eating at the dinner table I was turned on by the thought of raising my foot to touch his cock and make it hard as I looked into his eyes. At night I would hope his door would fling open.