The corset has a built in shelf bra holding her bare tits, her pussy is also exposed, but framed by the garter straps holding up the sheer black stock...ng. The ensemble is finished with a pair of black 4 inch heels.I quickly undressed.As she posed for me all I could say was “Wow, you look good enough to eat”She laughed and said “That would be a good place to start.”I shot back “Get on the bed and spread your legs”She did as I ordered and I just about dove between her legs head first. I gave her. “You’re the only one keeping a nigga sane, sissy boi!”The whipping stung physically, but emotionally it was euphoric. Sequoiah relished having a man that adored him and could safely denigrate and humiliate him in private. “Oh my god, Daddy!”“You’re my fucking stress relief,” barked the officer. “My ex wife talking about she going to a wedding and I need to keep the k**s a couple more days this week. I don’t mind keeping my k**s.”“I know…”“But who the fuck gets married in the middle of the week?. If you think that I'm giving up my Bill, you have another thing coming, Mister. You're both as good in the sack as he, but not better. You each have your talents, including him. Besides, I love him and he is the father of my children ... so far. I would love to have your babies, too, at least one or two each."Now, I know that this seems strange, when we're all practicing free love, anyway, but I am somehow especially drawn to your polygamous marriage and want to join it. For Bill and for me,. The fear quickly vanishes and I remember the card that I hold. My attention connects with him and I feel the darker energy muffled with the soft tiredness. Perhaps it’s all my projection. He is beautiful in that moment. What does he want? Our conversation swings from his business to me undressing, taking orders from him, to me offering my own knowledge of the psychology of people. It's an interesting scene where we both know a sexual event will occur for the trading of money yet we're talking.