“Yes, Master. No noise what so ever. Am I allowed to cum if I don’t make any noise?” She asks.“You may indeed cum. As many times as, you want....You just may not make any noise. No moaning. No announcing your orgasm. Nothing,” I say to Anabelle.“HERE I CUM ANABELLE. FUCK MEEEEEEEE!” I say as I shoot rope after rope into her bowels. I kept plunging my still hard cock in and out of her.She now has moved into a complete submission posture. Her head is on the floor facing sideways, her ass up against. . "Wrong! Michelle, there is no rape! You can't send a man to prison because you changed your mind. You have not had anything to eat or drink, so you could not have been drugged. He never hit you, or pushed, or used any type of physical coercion. You don't seem to have ever said anything remotely close to 'Stop' so he could not have gone against your wishes. You have no case. Just because a man likes you and you like him, you can't throw him in jail." Mr. Anthrope was a trial lawyer, and a good. " The woman's fingers started pressing into my G-spot and I shrieked in perverse delight. "Don't you dare cum," Mistress warned, harshly. "Focus on your task. If you cum now, you will be in for a real punishment." I could tell by Mistress' tone that she was serious. I didn't want to disappoint her in front of all her guests. The pleasure inside my horny cunt was too much for me, though. If the woman kept fingering me, I would cum in less than a minute. I couldn't wait any longer! I had no. It sure sounded like it. Kim belted out an "AUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" that could've been heard in the city, and then appeared to be weeping, weeping into his chest. She soon, wiped away the tears, though, and as he helped her get off of his cock, I noticed that it was covered in cum; that he had cum in her pussy for the second time, and they both seemed to be ready for more.I should not have been surprised, then, at this late hour, that my previously (or so I thought) innocent wife, now revealed.