I do want to wear it." They went out that night to a nice romantic restaurant and had a nice dinner. Once they had put in their dinner orders with the...waiter he turned to his newly collared submissive. "If you are to truly be my submissive, we need to set a few ground rules," he said. "Yes, Master. I am ready." "Ok, let's start with your dress and appearance. As a submissive your motto should be 'Be Pleasing. Always.' and as such your dress and appearance should be pleasing always as well. Now. The rickety cot in my cell creaked as I rolled onto my back. But she came with me, still hugging me, her pussy milking my cock.“I’m not yours,” I gasped. “I’m married.”“So am I,” she moaned. “What does that have to do with love? Yes, yes, fill me with your seed. Let me bear all your changeling sons.”“Your husband will kill me,” I groaned.“He won’t,” she gasped. “I won’t let you go this time. No one will steal you away.”I opened my mouth. I had to sing, to calm down the wild look in her eyes, to. It was October month, raj and hid girlfriend went for diwali vacation to their native, so we both felt bored, on Sunday she called me and told she is bored and wand to meet me, we met in a park and spend sometimes there, then we came to my room there she prepared lunch for us, we had a good lunch then we went to my room. There she was lying on my bed and chatting with me. She was wearing blue jeans pant and yellow t-shirt. Till that moment I was not thinking of sex with her. She was telling how. "Are your boobs and butt real?" Boobs, yes. Butt, no." Hmm. Have you given a boobjob?" Yes." Blowjob?" Yes." Okay. Bend over and touch your toes. Let me get a better look at you fake booty."Rachel did so. Isaac began to spank her asscheeks, and gripped them tightly. He heard moans escape Rachel's lips."Yeah, you like that? You're a horny slut, aren't you?" Mmmm, y-yeah."she moaned. "I'm a horny, mmmmm, slut."Isaac grinned. "Listen well, Rachel. Every time I come home, you will strip naked and.