However, every time it came up as to whom she worked for or what exactly she did, I got a change of subject or an evasive, non-informative answer.Like...I said, it wasn't a major thing, but after 15 years of marriage, I thought I ought to know what my wife did for a living. What made no sense was that Victoria had always been an open book to me - she never lied to me, at least as far as I knew. It bothered me that I was now saying, "as far as I knew". A couple incidents in our life together did. I realized at that moment that this would allow for even deeper penetration than we had ever done and my mind began to race. I had fucked this dick nearly 400 times in the past 6 months and it had made me cum almost 300 times without even touching my dick because it slid perfectly against me and filled me so well. Yet here I was with my ankles almost next to my ears and looking at this monster about to penetrate me and I knew it was going to be deeper than it had ever gone and all I could say. Rope attached themselves to her ankles pulling tight, Kailya gritted as her strong thighs were pulled apart, her calves stretched as she struggled to balance on her golden high heels. Ashara grabbed her by the hair and forced the queen’s long blonde hair into a tight pony tail, she then looped rope around the hair and tied it tightly to one of the rings in the floor, the end result, Kailya could not bow her head.“I hoped you would learn from your first lesson slave, but it appears I must. It was a very ancient hut,it was standing there from the time unknown. it was large enough to accomodate 3 peope and was 5 feet in hight. there were some trifle diagrams on it's wall and a broken mirror was there. beyond that there was a small lake of an obscure shape. and on it's edge there was smthing like a board made of copper, it was half burried in the sand. on the upper half of it again the same diagrams were there. and on the top there was a male figure on left an female figure was on.