?Everyone started to chuckle at the idea. I did too at first, but I had been drinking beer and tequila for about four hours, and the idea of doing so...ething that intimate in front of a room full of people kind of turned me on, so I said ?Oh, what the hell.?I bent down and grabbed Belinda?s left leg at the ankle and raised it up to my chest and began to unlace her boot. As I did, Marcela hooted and hummed mock burlesque music. I slid her boot off and dropped it to the floor. I then slid my. From behind her a very muscular black guy came out of the crowd. He was a real giant; wearing baggy jeans and a football shirt. Dressed like this, the black guy looked like a total street thug. Anita just said: “we are leaving..." My sexy wife led the way out of the club; her new friend followed behind her, as she walked purposely swinging her hips and making her ass bounce. Once we got to the car Ana "accidentally" dropped the keys to the ground.She bent over slowly to pick them up and her. When he was finished he returned to his spot quietly and stood next to the trainer.She sighed and looked at me. Her eyes were cold and dark and I knew that if I didn’t answer correctly then each girl in line would be slapped by the guard again. My cheek and eyes burned with hatred and frustration.“Slave, “she said lazily as if bored with our conversation, “what is your name?”I hesitated, hearing the other girl’s quiet sobs. I wanted to look at them but the trainer held my gaze. She waited and. ” My eyes narrowed as I passed a hand over it, then again a second time. Satisfied she’d not put any major spells on it I started in on it. Several bowls later I was feeling amazing almost normal. “It is good husband. You hadn’t eaten in almost two days. I was afraid you were going to waste away!”I turned to stare at here astonished it had been that long. “I need that last ingredient,” I said as I concentrated. It wasn’t the easiest thing I had done recently though by no means was it easy..