Sure, as a fantasy, but not forreal. I'd be too scared, too self-conscious to ever actually go throughwith it. Too scared of where it might eventually...lead once I did genuinelysub to another. My fantasies were dark...being turned into a sex-slave,whored out, being controlled totally. But they were just fantasies, andthey always would be.And then I met HimRichard was very different from the other guys who frequented thechatrooms and sites.Never pushy but there was something quietly assertiveand. I was with my wife that day we tried to reach a deal. She was looking very sexy in her white terry cloth shorts and white tank top. Her tan was as always very dark , so much so that you could see her body through the light colored clothing. She didn't have on panties or a bra. I caught him sneeking peeks at her when he thought I was looking at the car. I got him off to the side and made him an offer of almost half his asking price. I knew he wouldn't take it. I told him what if I allow you to. Thinking about my luck, I started exploring her jeans. To my surprise, I was not able to sense anything by rubbing her crotch!!! I was wondering how it is possible may be she is skinny that is the reason it is almost fitting with her skin. So I stopped my exploring mind and told her that I would be waiting for her in her room. A very unorganized room. She came after 10 minutes. We arranged every stuff to fuck. I slowly started undressing her. She was quiet shy in bed than imagined. She has. With her eyes remaining closed she wondered why her head hurt and her shoulder throbbed, then it came back in a rush. They had been invaded by an army of men, the Amazons were prisoners, she had been too slow in a game of bullets and bracelets and been wounded, and the leader of the invaders had really kicked the shit out of her. She slowly opened her eyes,"You've decided to rejoin us, I see," the man staring down at her said. She slowly turned her head and looked around the dais, noticing the.