A small wet patch at the very tip betrayed its owner's – the girl's – excitement. Becky began undressing too. As she unzipped her dress, it whisp...red from her shoulders, and her large breasts were unveiled pushed up high by her metal-boned leather corset. But the dress didn't reach the floor. Instead, it gathered at her hips. She reached down and pulled the calfskin from her. In doing so, she allowed a thin black strapon cock to spring free – the dress had caught on it. Her knickers were soft. When the next customer entered accompanied by one of our captors holding a syringe my wife sat up on the bed, opened her legs wide and with both hand anxiously parted her parted her pussy lips in an obscene invitation and sign of submission. She did not seem to be the same person anymore. The powerful craving and compulsion to use d**gs seemed to take over control of her mind and her body.I could see the overwhelming obsession for the d**g in her eyes. She was ready to do anything to avoid the. Time was a blur for the remainder of the contract. All I did was work, eat, sleep, drink, occasionally spend a bit of time at the casinos and jerk off to the porn on TV. Where would mankind be without porn? I view my hotel masturbation sessions as therapy. I would normally wank twice a night, which is funny, because I don’t normally come twice a night when I’m having sex. Once is sort of an arbitrary limit for me. But I think my record at wanking in one day was 5. That was a few years ago. I said no- she said “does anything come out? Besides when you pee? I didn’t know what to say – she then prompted – while you are sleeping? I said yes sometimes I wake up with my shorts in a mess.She then said “Ok since you are telling the truth I am going to advise you something, but if you ever mention this to anyone at all you know what I will do” I was literally scared and said I will not mention anything and please she should not talk to my parents or my aunt and to please forgive me. She.