Me thinking to myself this is a dumbass. It took everything in me to hold back to stop from busting out laughing. I said "Cupid doesn't exist you idio... and I don't know who the fuck you are but I'm gonna punch you in the face if you don't get the fuck out". Cupid then said "ok ill prove it to you". Then all of a sudden out of thin air a bow and arrow appeared in his hand. Then 2 seconds after it appeared it disappeared. After seeing that I believed him. I mean I was right there and things. I have no name. I'm just a slave."Constance nodded. "Very good. You passed the first test."She darted out the door, coming back with an electronic tablet and a small tote bag. She wrote something on the tablet then set it down on the desk. Picking up the riding crop, and pulling out the cage key from the bag, she walked over to the trapped slave."There are two main jobs of a slave. Do you know what they are?" Constance asked, as she unlocked the cage.She shook her head no, as she crawled. She was pissed, you must not want this pussy anymore, you suck, thats what came across my text screen for the next minute or so. i didnt answer back but felt that when i do get back in town im going to fuck her so hard for sending me a text like that. the next day when i got back into town i text her, im on my way, get that pussy ready for me. she responded ok im home. when i reached her house i already had in mind what i was going to do to that pussy. i was going to teach her a lesson. i rang. After all, I asked for this. I relax just as I feel my husband get on the bed between my legs, and I know what is next. He slowly begins smacking my swollen, achy clit with his giant dick. He knows this drives me nuts, and I yell out in pleasure. He pulls the lips of my snatch far apart, making sure each smack brings his head down right onto my little pulsating bud. He reaches up, pulls at my shirt, and ends up ripping it off me. Now, my tits are exposed too, and my nipples are brownish red,.