"Oh my ears and whiskers, how delicious, such a vision of female loveliness." There it was again, yes those were definitely the words she could hear.A...ice half opened her eyes to see a funny little man who looked just like a white rabbit with long floppy ears. He was wearing a red jacket, and was hurriedly tucking what that nice Dr Dodgson had told her was called a penis, back into his blue trousers, a distinct damp patch staining them a deeper hue.This was not quite the Alice that Dr Dodgson. I was laying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around my wrists and tied the ends of the rope to the table legs on the far side. When I was trussed up like that, I found it to be quite stimulating. Especially with my legs pulled wide open, I could feel my pussy lips being stretched open as well and this was causing my juices to flow. He gave me a good fucking and I quite enjoyed it and. They were the same video. Now Tina was giving away our money two thousand dollars at a time. I was like a zombie as I managed to heat up a microwave dinner. I don't even think I tasted the food. My mind was too preoccupied with my wife and what she would do next. Obviously, she was not the conservative church going happy wife I had thought she was.I thought about what I should do. I really love my wife. She was so Beautiful, kind, and loving. She took care of the house and worked too. I could. Once a year, Hecate acquired a complete wardrobe from her Yves Saint Lauren boutique. Of course, Yves would have preferred to be in some Paris hotel room with a 12 year old boy who would beat his naked body soundly with an oak cane. But, on the special day when Hecate toured the plant, he was more than attentive to her every whim and need.Yves realized that his only other employment opportunity was limited to men's room attendant at some seedy Bosnian Restaurant in Montmartre, and so he would.