‘Well, I was late because of what I noticed different. Someone moved my…’ ‘Correct! That’s because you are no longer the head of that depart...ent.’ I suddenly had a real bad feeling about this. ‘What?’ ‘That’s right. Fuchs is now in charge.’ I was in shock. ‘How did that little prick wind up with my position?’ ‘Sir, I don’t understand.’ ‘Do you know what this is?’ he asked, holding up his mechanical pencil. Not having a clue as to where he was going with this, I just nodded. ‘Yep, it’s a real. She did indeed look like the well-used whore she was."Okay, my love, now for your little present," Marcus told her, "I knew that you wanted fucking all night, but I'm so sorry that I couldn't," he explained, "so, my darling, I hope that this will make up for your disappointment."Estelle wondered what beautiful piece of jewellery her lover might bestow on her, but watched as Marcus left the bedroom with a wide, beaming smile.She was amazed as Marcus returned some seconds later followed by two of. To tease me even further my wife wasn't wearing any underwear, just her slightly exposed freshly shaved pussy and ass. Then she turned around to have me attach the bottom two rows of hooks in the back of the bustier. God I wanted to lick her right then and there but she stepped away from me immediately after I closed the back hooks. She dressed up for him, not for me. I’m just the video guy for the night, her cuckold! I grabbed the video camera right away and asked her if I could do an. It appeared in most respects normal until it was noticed that the seat appeared to have been partly cut away at the front. Straps were apparent on both armrests and their front vertical supports and on the front legs. On the wall between the Cross and the chair a rack mounted on the wall held a variety of straps, ropes and other instruments of pleasure and torture.In the far left corner was a set of stocks, positioned side on to the door. Clearly visible was the face and hands of a 30 something.