I did need the money, but still, I knew that it was a slippery slope. If I started out as a paid performer there was no telling where that might lead....I could end up as one of these owned girls. Modified, conditioned, trained and my mind and body would become unrecognizable to me. Besides, while performing with another girl might be appealing, being forced to fuck the front row certainly was not! I wasn't a lesbian or anything, but there was something so sensual and desirable about thinking of. You reach under yourself and start frigging your clit as your husband fucks you. As you are both feeling very horny it doesn’t take long before you both cum. As soon as your husband has cum he jumps up out of bed. “Where are you going? I want more” you tell him. “Sorry honey I am going golfing with Stevie” he replies. With that he is out the bedroom door and heading for the shower. You are still feeling very horny so you reach into the bedroom drawer and get one of your vibrators out. Who needs. " Rajan offered, his heavy Indian accentmaking the sentence sound even more ridiculous, all the while he wasstaring at my breasts, again.I just sighed. "I'm not so sure I'll play after all," I told them."No, wait. Rajan was not serious. We have a storyline ready where thereis a very powerful main hero. You could be that hero.... You would bethe most powerful of us..."I had never been the most powerful hero yet. I was suddenly moretempted to play the game."I guess if that's the case I could. During our conversation, she started snickering as she pointed up on the shelf in the living room. I was confused when she told me to look by the big blue book and that is when I spotted the video camera.Brenda said with a smile, "Your little adventure that you and Bob had the other day was videotaped and he showed it to me."Brenda was obviously referring to me rimming her boyfriend while he jerked off all over himself and I cleaned him up by eating his cum. I was embarrassed and didn't really.