As he entered me I suddenly realized that something wasn’t right, he felt too big. I opened my eyes to see my husband fast asleep on his side of the...bed, passed out from too much drink. I tried to wiggle away and turn but his grip on my hip was too tight. I turned my head to see Dane standing behind me smiling drunkenly at me. He held a finger to his lips in the “shhhh” signal as he started to slide his cock in and out of me. I’m ashamed to say that I didn’t resist at this point, lust. My heels are sticking into my bum with the black stockings covering my smooth legs. The rest of my body naked and aching ready to be used and my smooth pussy needing to be touched. I always feel safe and loved as I wear my Master's collar but I still always get nervous. My master is a planner. He has hundreds of ideas, a list in his mind of things to do to me. Even after this year with him, I don’t think we have touched a quarter of the list. Back to the present as my Master is stilling in his. It was two weeks before Christmas and Scott was just about finished with the extremely detailed outline for the novel he was contemplating. He received a phone call that the caller ID indicated was from Dana.“Hi Dana, what can I do for you?”“I don’t know what plans you have for Christmas Day but if you are in the area I would like to invite you to have dinner with me and my husband along with my brother and his family at my house.”“I don’t have any plans for that day and I appreciate the. One of his many practical advice to us men in the world ruled by women.I continued to walk slowly, tall and straight, ignoring the admiring crowd around me with their cameras and video cams, as I tried to smile shyly towards my wife. Even so, the trepidation in my stomach will not let go of me. She looked so powerful, and she could crush me so easily. I hope she would be gentle with me. Resigned to my fate, I continued to watch my leering wife, with slight fear in my soul. I gulped again. I.