If I did asI was told, accepted everything without emotion, their control over mewould seem total, but I could still prepare for when they let theirde...ences down. It was what I think is called a 'passive/aggressive'approach. They couldn't fault me for doing wrong, my actions wouldseem correct, but somehow those of an automaton, not me, whichhopefully, would really annoy them but at the same time, make them theimpotent party.They left me alone for the rest of the day and I started to feign. The sensation is sending tingling through my whole body. It feels so good to have someone giving my body attention again. It doesn’t hurt that it also happens to be while his thick cock is filling me up. “Fuck yes, Brian. I need you so bad. You’re so fucking amazing.”You raise your face to mine and kiss me slowly and passionately. “For all the times that I jerked off thinking about you, that I imagined what it would be like to finally have you,” you pause and kiss me again. “I never came close. As I looked for the tape, I found another one in the closet that I’d not seen before. It wasn’t labeled so out of curiosity I decided to watch it.When the picture came up, I saw a close-up of a woman’s ass and her hands rubbing it. The shot pulled out as her hands started to caress her very hairy pussy. As the shot got wider, the woman rolled over and I instantly recognized her as my neighbor, Maggie. I’d never seen her like this before. My heart was beating fast as I watched her slip two. I simply waited. Frankie said, ‘We have talked a great deal on this subject yesterday and today, as a matter of fact.’ It was then I looked at Red as well. I was quietly impressed how much the bond between the two has grown. Throwing another slave into our lives had turned Red’s world around just as it had mine. Frankie’s steps into our lifestyle were gradual and, with her sister next to her it was putting her at ease, she is finding her inner slave. After Shannon’s death we were content to be.