He came into the room with a pair of sweats on and a tank less top t shirt. He had a very strong looking build as his arms were pretty good size. My w...fe wanted to know what was up as I told her he was their to give her a very special sensual massage. I had told her how I noticed how much she had enjoyed her one minute free massage at the mall a while back. She had no idea that I had found this person in a personal add. “Wow! You did this for me! I love you so much!” my wife immediately said to. But as far as she supposedly knew, I managed the computer network and ran the website for the local Catholic Church association.She supposedly didn’t know anything about my leather clad bosses. Very few did. Even the priests at the church we worked out of had almost no information on what we did. So, where the fuck did that quip about leather outfits come from?That told me more than anything else that there was something rotten around here besides Wendy’s gang-banged vagina. It made me even. Smart enough to reject that path. “I will be your consort.” I was pleased, but not pleased enough to tolerate disrespect. My eyes hardened and my muscles tensed. “Do not be confused, girl!” I hissed. “We are not equals, and you will address me as your Emperor.” “My apologies, glorious one.” Much better. “I will be your consort gladly, my lord.” I relaxed again and put the wine glass to her lips, her wrists being chained behind her back. “Then drink, your training begins now.” I tipped the. What he was doing to her neck brought on a burning shame, she felt for sure he would be leaving embarrassing marks that her mother would be sure to ask her about.She was a good girl after all, and for all his past teasing, she knew that he knew it. But this time was different, not only were they alone, she knew no one would be there for some time, there would be no eyes watching, and no one to come to her rescue.She had first thought it would be safe to be alone with him, after all he didn’t.