There is a mirror opposite her so Donald can see the look on her face as she gazes over the basement.It is a mixture of awe and incomprehension on her...face as she sees what is in front of her.The room is aglow in candlelight. There are ones lite all around the room giving off a soft radiance, enough to see everything by, but not in the harshness of bright light. Making it all seem dreamlike.On one side, under the mirror displaying her, is a large bed, with cuffs on the head and foot boards.. I was definitely ready to live out this experience. I got to room 325 and the door was slightly open. A do not disturb card was slid into the key slot. I could faintly make out the moans behind the door, and that sent a rush of adrenaline through me. As soon as I walked into the room I could see nothing. It was complete and utter darkness. As I started to undress, I could hear the very audible slurping sounds and moans from on the bed. Walking slowly near the beds, I could barely see, but I. He didn't even need to tell me twice I took it in my mouth as deep as I could but I could only get half way till I started to choke. It was to thick I wasn't used to something so long and thick. I think he forgot I was a sex slave for he was to busy groaning and moaning as my mouth went up and his shaft my hand doing the same as well getting to we're I couldn't reach. He grabbed onto the back of my head and pushed it down hard forcing me down to the balls. I started gagging and coughing but he. I was scared.Christine had not taken long to work out I was cheating on her. Had shefound me out because of her feminine intuition or was it my ingrainedsense of male privilege that meant like so many men we think of ourwives as stupid and make silly mistakes? Women have a word for thistype of man - he is a mansplainer.So I had got home to find my world turned upside down and Christinewasn't even reacting like I had expected she would. So Christine sat medown and said:"There are going to.