As my facepushed deeper into the corner my mind saw her legs, smooth, strong andpowerful in front of me as I knelt at her feet. I saw her towering ove...me and felt her control and knew I was in love with her and would doanything for her.I didn't hear her come down the stairs or notice when she opened thecloset door. I was too far away. She grabbed a handful of my hair andpulled my face away from the corner and me somewhat to the center of thecloset. "This is working out well," she said. "You. I let my eyes trail from my hands to Andy's crotch, his hard-on forcing his boxers into a pyramid shape. I suppressed a grin by biting my bottom lip, my eyes skipped over the violent splashes of ink on his well sculpted torso, arms and then to his face. Which was painfully white, his lip between his teeth and white knuckle fists lay at his side. Knowing I had this effect on him only motivated me further. Allowing my hand to wander over my stomach caused Andy to look up at it, my hand slipped. It was at least 12" long and I couldn't begin to guess how thick it was. His cock was absolutely gigantic and the size of it made me feel very inferior and inadequate just to look at it, but it also turned me on because I knew that shortly he was going to shove that huge black cock into my wife's tiny body. When he held his huge cock down the side of his leg, it almost reached his knee. Then he lifted his cock up so I could get a good look at his huge black balls. I thought the other guys balls. Britney shook her head. She felt nothing for the man. Yesterday, before Damien had drunk her blood and turned her into a thrall, she would have panted after the man."Master is all the man I need," Britney answered. "He doesn't want to share me. Or you." Sire never told me that," Mary shrugged as she strolled along. She was young, eighteen like Britney, and moved with a sensual grace. Britney and Mary had been friends for many years. "How do you know?" I just ... know," Britney shrugged. "I feel.