What? What was he expecting of me? Oh. I took a step forward and kneeled before you. I have to confess I did wonder as to my husband's reaction, but a... that moment, I wasn't going to ask; nor to even look his way. Obediently, I completed my kneeling pose and looked up at you, feigning patience as I waited to hear your next command."Your wife makes for a very good slut, Dave." I couldn't believe what you said, Master. My ears were burning in embarrassment. "You wouldn't believe what she was. And the dominated cur he now was, all due to his fateful meeting with her. Hortense elaborated cruelly on what she knew he’d be thinking as she relaxed the leash and pointed him to Barbara’s feet.“We thought it so appropriate that we contact the woman who made today’s pleasure possible, and that she be the first to whip you before you hang ... now kiss the feet of the woman who’s allowed you the pleasure of hanging for me.” Brigham’s cock throbbed lustily in the numbing sleeve at the laughter. It was Bruce that crawled up on my back and spit into my buttcrack and smeared it over my anal opening. Even I knew what was coming I was still to weak to fight or resist. I felt the head of Bruce penis as it probed my anal open and pushed it's way in, once his penile ridge had slipped past my outer anal sphincter muscle ring, Bruce was inside me. Bruce didn't let up he pulled back and sawed forward as quickly as he could each time sinking more and more of his uncompromising tool deep into my. I dare you to do it". Again, little did she know that she had just played right into my strategy; I was all for tasting my own cum. We set the card aside and agreed we would decide that point at the end of the game.About an hour later we ended up in the bedroom, standing next to the bed ripping at each other's clothes. I peeled her panties down to reveal her recently waxed pussy. This time around she had her dark black pubic hair trimmed short on top and done in the shape of a triangle with the.