I heard the little sound a woman only makes once for a man. The soft cry when her new lover first enters her.Then she sighed, "No. Please."I froze, ju...t a little more than an inch into her.I pushed deeper when her breathing slowed and deepened. In a little deeper and then pulled my hips back then thrust slowly until I was halfway buried in her tight warmth."No, Steve. Please, no more babies."I began slow strokes, holding her pubis in the palm of my hand. Almost all the way out then slowly back. Pre-cum drooled out my swollen dick onto the floor.Grabbing me by the hair, she pulled me up to a standing position to face her, to look upon the woman who enslaved me. Long dark hair, penetrating eyes, full lips, fit, tan, toned, muscular - beautiful by any standard. She wore just the rings on her swollen nipples, her leather boots and her strap-on harness with 8 protruding inches of bad intentions. She spun me around and forced me to the wall, alternately spanking and finger fucking my ass,. You go to your husband but I am your real husband every time. Whenever you do sex with him, you can imagine only me and you will smell only my pussy odor”.I choked as she kept her panty crotch area deep on my nose. Again she said, “Sniff it hard, baby. This panty should never fade from your brain”.Yes, I was becoming her slave. I understood one thing – I cannot escape from this lady’s stimulus in my lifetime. I glued that panty picture deep in my brain. I registered the aroma of her pussy in my. " "But maybe...what if I hug her...Maybe she is into me?" "What if she's not? That's sex assault right there, you dumbass!" "Maybe I can play it out, apologize and say I was in sleep." For the first time, there was one not-even-so-important thing that I had to decide as quick as possible, with angel and devil fighting in my head. Finally, the conclusion was "Go for it." I moved my body close to her and put my arm around her in a spoon position. After a long while, I found that she was moving.