Erica had also dressed in an especially sexy way, knowing very well that she would get to undress in an especially sexy way as well. She wore a tight ...ink shirt (also no bra), high heeled shoes, a pair of tiny shorts exposing her bare legs and knee high white socks.Adler picked up the object and held it infront of Erica, "It's a strap-on, Sweetheart." She explained, "I'm going to put it on and screw you with it." Erica had never heard of the thing before, but it seemed pretty obvious what it. I moved on the bed and positioned myself on my four facing the headboard. My ass was presented to her. I felt my arousal reaching extremely high level, my heart was beating fast, and I was anxious to feel her filling my ass hole and fucking me with fierce. Was this my dream? Was this what I actually wanted at this moment? I definitely wasn’t sure but my head and mind were both in stand-by and my arousal was in control of my body and wishes. I felt my wife climbing on the bed and moving on her. The restraintthings I had been wearing all night since the Bloody Valentine show. The showwhere She had carved Her initials into my breasts with a razor blade I hadcleaned off myself. It was after that supremely erotic spectacle thatthey had asked me to be The Master's entry into the Rose Red Contest- The Master/slavecombo with the reddest backside wins a gift certificate for Wicked. The localLeather store. I immediately agreed to it. Pleasing them both. I waited patiently before the black. Like waiting for Christmas morning, the next few days crawled by until Woody returned Wednesday night. He stopped by to visit me at work to remind me of what things I should bring. I did not mention that I had packed and repacked my suitcase three times over the last several days. I was more than ready and the morning couldn’t arrive soon enough to appease me. * * * * * The roughly hundred-mile trip took a little over two hours. Long discussions about what he had been doing and what he had.