I had gone from being his bit on the side to being his sexual play thing, a dirty fuck toy totally under his control to do with what he liked. With hi... wife he was a kind family man, with me he became a dominant demanding sexual controller. And I liked it. In fact I had become quite brazen, the way I dressed had changed, so much so that my mother had warned me that if I wasnt careful that people would think I was a slut because of my clothes. I acted shocked to this claim but inside I found it. Her sister claimed it had cost her a meaty five million pounds, which I couldn't really doubt. I felt a little underdressed in my shorts and T-Shirts in the hot sun as eight of us meandered up the winding drive to the large house. We were shown in via a side-door to the impossibly large conservatory and into a marquee in the back garden.Angelina was waiting for us with six female minders - all dressed in french maids' outfits. 'Today, is about betting. With a twist', she said, scanning our. They only wanted one thing. It was time to give it to them. "Surrender and sleep," I ordered. Even now, after all this time, they tend to surprise me. In this case, they all plopped backward onto their backs in perfect unison. They were out. Completely."I am speaking only to you now," I said, knowing that this greatly personalized the feelings that each of them craved. "You are in your private room, lying naked on your soft, soft bed ... drifting ... drifting." Brenda moaned gently. I studied. "There, now they're dropping down closer."The portal expanded as it dropped to ground level, landing with its back to them so that all they could see was a disk of dull silver. Men poured from it, heading for the still forms of the dummies around the fire."Now!" The Speaker called out an order, and the clearing erupted in a flurry of action. A hail of crossbow bolts shredded the air, striking down the men in the clearing and whistling through the portal before it could be closed. Clawed and.