‘‘The front seat shoots to the front of the convoy and the rear seat towards the rear of the convoy. On three, one, two three,’’ I said.Ziva, ...bra, Farah and the Secret Service all had MP5s with thirty round magazines and I had my Glock with four thirteen round magazines. Out the doors we went.The terrorists were just four vehicles away of what had been a twelve vehicle convoy. There were six on my side - I went out the right rear door behind Abra. We were shooting to the rear. Ziva and Farah. To say the least I was so tired and I was sure my wife was as well. She stepped out of the restroom and changed into her sleeping cloths. I stripped down to my underwear and we both started to crawl into the bed. That is when my wife noticed I was hard "OH lord what got into you honey" She asked and I told her what had happen. I watched my wife turn all shades of red but then leaned over and whispered in my ear "Oh feel my pussy" I reached down and she was wet and I mean wet. "Damn baby what. I'm pretty sure I would have exploded."Don't worry, Baby," I cooed innocently, "I'm sure I can make it completely disappear when I fuck you." I saw a flash of apprehension cross her face as she fully understood the implications of her actions. Fantasizing and wanting something, is not the same as reality and sometimes fantasies should stay exactly what they are; fantasies.The idea of being fucked by a huge cock can be very scary, especially if it's your first time. From the expression of. Was slavery.Chapter 2The Owner knew just as well as I did that I had no choice but to acceptslavery. I knew it was futile to run, but of course I still tried.As I turned to get out of the room I heard the Owner turned to hisbodyguard, she was covered in body oil, it was rubbed into every inch ofexposed skin to show off her body. She was tall at over six feet, andlooked more muscular than any man I had seen recently. She radiateddanger with a sword strapped to her back and a rifle across her.