I could see a look of despair, but I lifted my hand to my face and with one finger I swiped my lip and sucked on my finger while muttering a slight, n...ughty laugh. I watched the woman and the man glance at each other momentarily and then she turned to face the front again. He grabbed the pole next to her and stepped slightly to her side. I noticed she had never let go of him, and his cock was growing harder. I watched as each pulse of his tool got him more and more erect while she stoked him,. I say at least, because she can cum a countless amount of times. Which is also, she tells me, something only I can do (and Dawn if they’ve had a few too many to drink, but that’s a different matter altogether). And with each orgasm, she gets more sensitive, louder and her body moves harder against mine. I can't fucking get enough.She moans long and hard as her orgasm dies down and my tongue slides up through her soaked core one last time; dragging it all the way up to her mouth, relishing the. “Who am I? is the question that must burning in your mind. I share David’s passion for d/s. Your Master has mentioned he knows other masters hasn’t he?” he asked me calmly.My thoughts drifted to stories Master has told me ... helpless slaves he witnessed in d/s clubs being whipped and tortured by sadistic masters. The thought of being at the hands of a mad man who might whip and rape caused me to tremble. My face blushing and I’m frozen in place by the intimate knowledge this man knew about me.. It’s about 8:00 when a movie starts. It’s Mr. & Mrs. Smith. We’d seen bits and pieces of it before but have never really watched it from start to finish. Twenty minutes into it I’m thinking, hey this is pretty good. Jolie looks really hot. I glance over at the wife and I can tell the eye candy named Brad is just as pleasing to her. In the story they have a crummy marriage, a very distant relationship, and it’s obvious they’re quite bored with each other. Then things begin to change. The couple.