I could tell just the way he looked at me that I was going to have to work him up to my kind of free form enslavement and sex. He wasn’t ready to ex...erience what I wanted to do, but it wouldn’t be too difficult to get him there if I planned it out right. In a way, I would put my plans I had developed for Tim to use with Nathan.After a moment to consider how to proceed, I turned up the lust in my girl’s mind to the point she was begging me in Spanish to fuck her, then used that to get her to do. So it appeared that no one except Carla would get any Friday night sex.Saturday would be different. When Jill found out that her parents were going to visit Aunt Netty she conspired with her brother and came up with excuses why they needed to stay home. Dale and Jill had gone beyond just having sex together. They had become lovers, doing everything but actual intercourse. That was going to change.Dale had arranged for an older friend to pick up some condoms for their planned Saturday together.. She stopped blowing me and stood up, her hands still working me. I looked her in the eye and was a little scared with the coldness of her stare. She was not just gonna play with me again the way she had done before. This time, she was intent on punishing me. She walked across the room and got a bottle filled with a clear fluid. Ignoring my questions as to what it was, the unscrewed the lid, put some of the fluid between her hands and massaged my dick with it. It was some kind of lube, except. . or should I say My Demon Queen. You are officially married.”“So...This...Is...My...Life...Now?”“I’m afraid so.” Gwydion shook his head and walked away as the Elven flutists began playing jaunty tunes. The only music Rimmon’s friends and family needed was the whimpering moans of the young bride massaging her sore breasts while getting fucked on stage as the guests mingled and exchanged pleasantries. Nobody turned to look when her husband bellowed. Nobody cared that gallons of hot cum ballooned.