" She raised her glass. "My compliments to the chef." Cindy smiled. "Thank you." She then raised her glass. "My compliments to a lovely dinner compan...on." They both giggled as they realized their glasses and the bottle were empty. "Another bottle coming up." Cindy opened the fridge and leaned over to get the new bottle. Amanda found her gaze lingering on her new friend's tight ass as she was bending down. "I can't think of a better way to spend a Friday evening." She slid her glass across the. I finally admitted to myself and others that I felt a dark excitement and pleasure in owning another man and his wife so absolutely. This was especially true when said wife was also my twin sister. I would own the fuck out of Natalie, that much was clear. She was my slut now, just as she was my sister and Aaron’s wife (or would be soon). I knew that I would be a good and sensible Bull and Master, letting Aaron enjoy a lot of time free of the cage, but when I wanted him caged, he would be caged. I began to kiss and massage him and felt hisnice hard cock. It was so exciting to me. I told him to get up and unzip his pants while I helped his bulgeget even bigger. In a moment he had taken them off and I slid hisboxers down as well. I sat him back in the chair and looked him inthe eye and just merely moaned mmmmm. With that, I kissed him upand down his hard cock. I lingered on the head and kisses andsucked. Then I ran my toungue down the shaft to his balls. With thatI licked and took. I thought he was going to protest. But instead he said, “College’e amio ganja khetam. Aajke ektu hoye jak? Onekdin khayi ni.” (I used to smoke weed in college. Let’s smoke up today? I haven’t smoked weed in a while.)I thought he was a moron. We finished the usual courtesies and introductions. His name was Rajib and he was some kind of manager in a bank. Even though I would prefer not to hang out with a loser like him, it helps to have company in misdeeds, people don’t bother weed smokers much.