Master: I’m writing these words under orders from a young stud who took that last photo of me in the Mall. He requires me to call him Cock-Master. H... says he wants to work with you to discipline me and make me more than the piss sucking slave boy I am. Now he’s going to take over the writing.With that, Cock-Master pulled his feet down and used the chain between the tit clamps to drag me to my corner where he left me on my knees facing the walls. I could hear him continue the e-mail.Yo,. What she was suggesting could go wrong in so many ways he couldn’t think of them all. There could be scandal. He could lose the company. No one would ever believe he didn’t know who she really was. And ... after what he’d done to her ... why would she even want to do what he thought she was suggesting. He had to know and the fear was building in her eyes. He could feel her body stiffening.“You’d consent? You’d even think seriously about being my ... wife?”“I’ve wanted to be your wife ever since. "I never thought you would cheat on me. How could you do that? Iam very upset that you went outside our marriage for a little sexwhen I have never turned you down. Now you have to pay the price.Are you prepared to pay or is it a divorce you want?" "I don't want a divorce! It wasn't love; it was just somethingthat happened. She played with my manhood and I allowed myself tobe led by her. She took control of me and I was out of my mind." "I am going to bring you back into your mind. You might. Resting my hands on the ottoman in front of me. Bent over at the waistGretta spread my cheeks and rubbed some lotion on my anus. She maneuvered me down“Get your girl ass at the right height”As Gretta ran a finger in my ass, Darcy came around in front of me. She slid off her robe, exposing her naked body and a strap on also. She held it to my face“Suck this” she orderedShe held a small blue strap on to my lips and I opened. As Darcy was sliding this dick in my face, Gretta slid some of her cock.