.. don't you think?" Yeah man, I felt the same way when she asked me," John lied. Truthfully, when Amy had told him what she wanted, his penis had spr...ng to erection immediately. "But, she was insistent," he continued. "I think she really wants this and you know how persuasive she can be." Are you willing to do it?" Thomas asked incredulously."Well, I guess if Amy wants it..." John said and paused hopefully."I don't know man. Let me think about it okay?" Sure. Meanwhile, I get to fuck Amy in. A second, more urgent thought shot to the forefront of her mind when she touched her face. Her eyes popped open, and she discovered she was wearing latex opera gloves. She sat bolt upright in bed, her nipples shooting pain as the covers fell away. She pushed the covers aside, and marveled at her new outfit.Amy was still wearing the latex shorts she had worn under the clothes last night. But now, she found herself in a matching set of stockings and gloves. She absently reached for her nipples –. I was visibly shaking when she looked up at me and she misinterpreted my lust for anger. She paled."I — I'm sorry, Sir! I didn't mean to make you angry." I'm not angry. What did you mean to do by putting it on." I don't know. I just thought all of a sudden that, well, it kind of looked like a slave collar, and, well, you know..." She tapered off."You want to be my slave?" Oh, no. I mean, yes! I mean, I..." Yes or no? Which?" Yes," she said."My SEX slave?I saw a shudder pass through her as she. Feeling it stretch and burn going in, but knowing better not to complain. In a sweet school girl voice “Yes Master, I love having my ass fucked Master” then I pause, “Thank you for taking the time to fuck my sweet ass Master.” You push your hips forward, pressing the dildo in deeper, sliding the head of your cock up and down my juicy slit until it slips into my wet pussy. I can feel both heads going in and out of me as you begin to pound your hips into my hot cunt. “That’s a good little.