It really did feel like Iwas already being reconditioned to become what they desired. But then,my bride had done a lot to lay the groundwork for such...a change.In the days and weeks that followed I was drawn deeper and deeper intothe new role created for me. Though I no longer saw my wife unclothed,she dressed provocatively to keep me aroused. Sometimes she would treatme to a glimpse of her panties or the lacy trim on her bra. Claireencouraged me to masturbate. She delighted in reminding me. . Those were their personal favorites, and they forwarded her a website for more ideas... Na wondered about some of the farangs she’d seen in her village, those with Thai wives. Did they meet in bars? She’d recalled the couples never looking happy, sitting wordlessly quiet at restaurants, the women only happy or smiling while staring at their phones, or when the farang pulled out his wallet to pay for things.Jem said she pitied the farangs. She’d always see them alone. In the bars, drinking. This turned me on even more and I sucked on John’s cock even harder, John was loving it, stroking my hair and calling me a dirty bitch as I carried on sucking and licking his cock. Eventually John gave a deep moan and said he was cumming and my mouth was full of hot cum which I swallowed nearly choking on it all. John said he was going to return the favour and started licking me pussy, it was the second tongue I had up me in the space of a few hours and I was loving it, John was doing a good. Not to say the manager gave me a look.Once I reached my room I set her down and pulled the covers over her. Then went over to the other bed and passed out. That morning I woke up and heard the shower going. I was in my boxers when I got up and went to the coffee pot which had a little more than half a pot in it. She got out of the shower looking amazing even through the bruises. She was white, about 5' 5", had big C little D cup tits and a an amazing ass. Jaw dropping to say the least. "Hi I'm.