Sorry, I digressed again. So we go over how we would have had a good time together down there, blah, blah, blah, then she says, you know no one fuck... me like you. Ok my fellow perves, before any of you haters jump on this line. No, I do not believe this shit, but who am I to disagree. I tell her it takes two, if it was not for her giving herself and the chemistry we have it would not have been what it was. She then says something like, I am committed to the BDSM relationship I am in now,. I put my hand on his chest and stay his puzzled look of confusion with a raised finger to my lips as I whisper… ‘I have plans for you tonight.’ I smile, easing myself from the couch. I fetch a chair from the table and place it in the middle of the living room. With a naughty glint in my eye and half a smile on my face, I crook a finger at him and point to the chair. He wanders across looking a little unsure of himself as he sits himself down. I’m standing right in front of him, biting my lip a. This was nice and I closed my eyes and lost myself in the erotic feelings till Fern stopped and told me to sit on the side of the tub. I moved to the side and Fern knelt in front of me and slurped my cock into her mouth. Tom came up behind her and entered her from behind. Fern looked up at me and had a smile on her face. She looked so cheeky, a mouth full of cock and a twinkle in her eyes. She took my cock out and said “Fill me Daddy. Drive it deep and fill me up. Uh, that’s right just there,. There were even a few weekends where he would send me to stay with one of his friends, to be used and fucked the entire time. He didn’t mind. He liked having me, owning me, ordering me to sleep with his friends like the sex slave I was. I loved it too, mainly because I loved him.Four months before our wedding day the following year, Doc brought a camera into the mix. He filmed me. He directed me, he set up scenes, he set up shots. He would jack off and give directions like I was his porn.