It was a man’s voice. A complete strange deep voice.“Do it, you bastard! Stick your big black cock up my ass!”.The sound of my sweet Ana’s voi...e struck like a dagger in my heart. She was fucking some guy in our bedroom! Part of me wanted to run in there and beat the fuck of the guy and throw Ana out of the house, but another part of me wanted nothing more than to sneak a peek at my wife getting fucked.As I crept closer, the voices became loud and clear. The bedroom door was open slightly and. Com)Tormenting Technology!Lady Sally Blackrook looked down at the sabre tip pressing firmly against the front of her bodice. It had been a short fight and from the beginning she knew that her chances of killing or incapacitating the five armed men were low if not virtually non-existent despite her prowess with a blade. Still several of the men nursed wounds to their arms and faces, her own blade coloured with their blood.The sabre pressed more firmly, insistent almost.?May I suggest again you. But I felt him crane closer to me, slinging his strong arm around behind me. “You liked that, didn’t you?” he inquired. I stayed silent. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’d love to be gagged right about now. He spoke again, lowering his voice. “You liked being spanked?”“Yes, daddy.” My response was automatic, unfiltered. And before I could even take it back, another harder spank was placed right on the other side of my rear. This time, I was able to silence myself.“Glad to hear,” He said,. When he saw me he laughed, probably because of the look on my face. "Come in my little black friend, come watch us play he said." I stood rooted in place for a few moments, felt myself getting stiff and backed out of the room. I could hear Bjorn's laughter through the door. I avoided the steam room for a while, but one Thursday I went in, Bjorn was sitting on the top tier naked as usual. He was a big man, about 6'4" or so and about 250 pounds. His hair was going white, and he always seemed.