He became her smother toy. When Tuesday came around she had to leave him to teach her morning class. She didn't worry about him escaping though. ...he just gave him his homework assignment and left him there, secure in the knowledge that he was too broken to run. He was so afraid of her then that it was actually sort of cute. When she'd told him to draw a picture of himself fucking her from behind, he'd actually cowered at the thought. When she returned from her class, Alana. We briefly discuss what we are going to do today. I've been doing some research myself and I want to try some more elaborate bondage. She wants to do some more wax play, because we didn't do any of that yesterday. Well, bondage and wax, I guess that works out. I also tell her that I have a little surprise for her later, but I won't tell her what it is yet.First, I tell her to lie on her bed, face down. I take the rope that she has kindly placed (my sister is helpful like that) on her night. I tried to let him know we would help, but he is stubborn and wants to do it himself.”Bill then leaned into Randi and gave her a very passionate kiss.“We can worry about them later but tonight you belong to me and I plan to fuck you into the mattress to reclaim you as my wife and mother of Mike’s baby, that I do plan to raise as my own. We do need to talk about that later but I want nothing but you tonight.”“Mmmm, I like that idea, stud. Is my handsome husband horny? You did as you were told. Like most men in a secure and happy marriage I stumbled along without a care in the world. Brenda was a wonderful wife and mother, a great cook and a fantastic lover. Our sex life was superb, at least in my mind. Brenda was a very sexy lady and she got hit on all the time, but for years I had watched her ward off advances with a smile and I was secure in the knowledge that she was mine. And then one day I found out that she wasn't. Mine maybe, but definitely not all mine.I know it sounds like a.