I don’t think he’s all that rapt with married life.’ ‘He’s hardly a ball of fire himself… anyway, have you met his wife? At least I only h...ve to shave once a day! …Ouch!’ ‘That’s really mean! I’ve always thought her a very nice person!’ ‘But you’re not married to her! I’ll bet you a dollar to a dollop of doggy doos that she wears the trousers in their house!’ ‘Hmmmm, I suppose you’re right. Still, that’s just the right and correct order of things isn’t it? After all, I rule the roost around. The conversation flowed easily, asking the usual sort of questions on first dates such as where they both worked, what they did in their spare time, until Cathy was suddenly taken off guard. “So Cathy what do you look for in a man in the bedroom?” Asked Jason, very matter of factly. At this Cathy blushed slightly and began her response stammering, “Oh, erm, I don’t know. I suppose someone who isn’t selfish and so long as we are compatible.” Jason smiled at this and lent over to kiss Cathy.. She held on, grimly aware that she hadn't the strength to hold it off for long. The gleaming rows of teeth caught the light of the setting sun, looking as though they were already dripping blood.The warb was on top now, stubby legs straddling her body. Its weight was too much for her failing strength, already drained by a day without food. In another moment the fight would be over. She saw only the teeth that were about to meet in her throat. The blood would spray forth...The warb shuddered in. Master was true to his words I lost my breath for a few seconds before he withdrew his cock and once again deliberately slamming it back inside my ass. This continue for what seemed like forever and the whole time he would go back and forth with his conversations with me and his slave. He ask his slave if watching his Master fuck another slave in the ass was making his cock hard. He wanted to know how it made me feel that his bitch made me have to undergo this type of humiliation and pain.