Hubby has been hinting / nagging for ages for me to get my lips pierced. Finally I relented and agreed that I would as long as we went to another town...to get them done. In the end we chose a weekend in Glasgow.We agreed that as it would take a long time for the piercings to heal we would have to really reduce the ammount of sex we have. I had seen some male cages on here and whilst I was playing with him one night I casually mentioned that perhaps he should be locked up whilst I healed.There. Oh, we better get yournew outfit on. Here, your clothes are in here."I went into the waxing room where all of this started. My pants and shirt were gone. On the table were a pair of Capri pants and a teeshirt. The capris were white with large bold red flowers. I removed mycape and pulled the pants up over my panties. I took the shirt. It waswhite with satin trim on the v collar and sleeves. The shirt had redsequins across the front that presented a simple message; "BOY TOY"!I pulled the shirt. ”“You are going to make me your concubine.”“I prefer lover, but, yes, that’s what I’ll demand and demand is the absolutely accurate term. We’d have only two rules that I would require you to adhere to. First, I expect you to be my willing lover, available when I ask and second that you keep your gambling to the amount I give you as your stake, is that manageable for you?”Martha had a contented smile on her face, it was hardly a severe price to pay for what she’d done but she did have to ask. "Yes, fuck me hard."I started to pound into her from behind, but knew it was going to be awhile because I had already shot my load twice that night already. I started to play with her clit and when I got enough juices to suit me, I shoved my index finger into her ass. I pounded both her pussy and ass at the same time. She was really getting into it. When I felt like I could, I put two fingers in her ass. She buried her face into the bed and screamed. I just kept pounding into her again and.