I had some massage oil that I was rubbing in to her legs, slowly I crept upwards. Soon I was rubbing about an inch from her cunt. I decided to take a ...hance and rub against it. she let out a soft moan that was hardly loud enough to hear. I decided to take another big chance; I jumped up on the bed and sat on top of her perfect ass. Now I was sure she could feel my dick but she didn’t seem to mind. I started rubbing her back and asked her if she didn’t mind taking off her top she did, and I. This is a really bad joke." I command, still tied up of course. Devin just smirks. He then grins and says " I'll be back in 2weeks or so. You better please your new master." He smirks again and leaves. I scream at him that it wasnt funny, but at the same time I sort of knew he wasnt joking. Terrified, I ask the girl to please get me down. She barks "My name is Danielle. You'll address me as Mistress. That is our Master. You'll address him as Sir. Do whatever we tell you to, and we'll set you. Eyes that aren’t your eyes stare deeply into the azure blue of your wife’s pupils, watching them dilate as her arousal increases. Her breathing is shallow; her body undulates with pleasure as her lover’s hands move back to play with her nipples, and the mouth that isn’t yours moves upwards, exploring and marking conquered territory with a trail of soft kisses along her neck and the underside of her chin. Sensual probing finds new erogenous zones, the mouth pausing only to savour the aroma of. Of what exactly, no one could specifically identify. Although some felt the urgency to submerse themselves into it, whatever it was. It was an unknown force, a draw and a pull into a raw, dark feeling. You couldn't emotionalize it because of it's anonymity. No, it was something that had to be experienced and expressed in another form. Something that you felt was clawing at your tender, pale skin with an unbearable itch that just had to be scratched.Alexis absently brushed her chestnut wet hair.