We tried cheap motels and had a great time as we knew others could hear us fucking. Then I remembered an adult bookstore that had a couples only, roo... in it for watching nasty movies. I suggested the place to her and she agreed and off we went. It was a clean place and a black man owned it and was there as we bought tickets and picked a couple of movies to watch. We went into the room through a curtain and sat on a couch and the movie began. I picked out two showing black men fucking white. She is 6 years younger than me, just 29 years old with short bottle blond hair and a very shapely 34 24 34 figure. Although she is only 5’2” tall she is well “stacked” with big soft breasts and nice pink nipples. I had sometimes asked Elaine if she ever fantasised about having sex with a big black guy, she said yes but showed no interest in making it reality. In fact she didn’t seem too fussy about sex, we had been married for 8 years and had settled down into a “once a week” pattern for sex.. Miss Priscillas frame is an antique, very sturdily constructed of course as it has to hold men down. It has stour leather cuffs and straps positioned for the wrists, ankles and lower thighs. The poor unfortunate victim is in a kneeling position ont he frame, his tummy on a stout wooden flat like a table, his lower legs horizontal on two supports. His arms go down the fron to where the cuffs are."Strip" commanded Miss Priscilla, and by jolly I almost started to unbutton my own shirt. The young. " NO! Please, I'll do anything; I'll be your slave! Please, I need to come, please make me come."I shook my head. "It's too late for that." Please, I'll be your most loyal slave. I'll do anything you ask. Brand me anywhere, I know I've been bad and have to be branded. But don't brand me there."I nodded. That was it then. She'd been broken. She was mine now. I grabbed her left breast roughly and pressed the brand into the underside of it. There was a sound of hissing flesh, quickly drowned out.