Just so you know, my husband is in Colorado fucking his girlfriend right now, so you don't have to worry about him. Yeah, I pay the little tart quite ... bit to keep his sorry ass busy. He thinks he so sly..." She was sitting fairly close to me, I could smell the intoxicating perfume coming off of her. She reached out to me, her big boobs brushing against my arm as she began pulling off my t-shirt."I want to ask you something, and I need you to be totally honest with me, okay?" I nodded, allowing. ”I had already done that and I already knew that the scent was intoxicating and everlasting. Right now--today--I can still smell that man's dick in that basement, in the dim of night.After a short time, he said, “You can suck on it, Brynn. Don’t be afraid. We're alone. No one will know. See what it's like. Now is your chance. Who knows if we'll ever be here again?”That last part tugged on me. What if he was right? What if I would never get another chance to taste cock or feel its hardness or. After high school they went their separate ways. A year later he went to college. In college he had found another submissive nearby. They had met online. They eventually met and he took her on as his slave. After college they got married and she has been living as his slave ever since. Her name was Tia. She was 24, 5 foot 4 and she was about 200 pounds. She was very sweet and innocent. She had long Dark brown hair and brown eyes. One night Mike decided he was going to make Ciarra his personal. She liked his attitude, which was so vastly different from hers had been when she lost her mate. He was taking it all in stride, with a positive attitude, and just starting over, in a sense. He also made her feel good about herself. His constant comments about her beauty, or her motherhood, or how much he had looked forward to taking her off into the country on this picnic all made her feel desirable. She had no illusions about his intent. He was interested in sex, though she truly believed.