Didn’t we?” Rosanna said through clenched teeth, her Latin accent becoming more pronounced as she became more upset. She moved toward Solace, turn...d to see if anyone was watching and stepped back, her heels beating a staccato rhythm on the sidewalk. “First of all, why should I be fair? You’re not! And I never agreed to anything. I was informed and not given one damned chance to protest. And why the hell shouldn’t I cry? I can still feel. You can’t order me around anymore. I don’t work for you.. She had 2 boys who were away, one at boarding school and the other at college. Her husband drank a lot and sometimes they argued and he became abusive. I used to see her sometimes in the park when I would walk our dog,we would talk and I could tell she had just left the house to get away from an argument. Once, when I was home alone, she came and knocked at our door and asked to come in as her husband had locked her out and passed out cold. We sat and watched TV and I looked over to see she. When I got home tonight, she told me tonight was the night, though I didn't expect her to score so quickly!" I chuckled. "Well I'm in, my wife and I have an open relationship, and just love these lifestyles conventions where we can let loose and really enjoy ourselves. She's off with another couple who had a threesome fantasy. Shall we head upstairs then?"We killed our drinks and headed for the elevator where we both wrapped our arms around her and kissed her passionately, John again slid his. Her eyes were the dreamy, watery eyes of a woman who had been spanked, spunked, and sodomized into near madness. Her ankles and wrists were bound in wide black leather restraints and connected with a black braided and studded length of leather.She was tiny compared to me, but then again, most were. I reached down and lifted first her, and then her similarly bound weakling of a husband like they were slightly cumbersome, writhing luggage and carried them across the dungeon floor. To my right, my.