”“But I thought we had a good relationship?” she whined.“Oh, we do. But it is not the same for both of us. I think you feel that you need me, ...hereas I feel that I enjoy you. That is not far from the truth, since I have saved your financial bacon with this job, and the modelling, whereas you have saved me from a chore I was perfectly capable of doing myself. The sex is, I grant you, mutually enjoyable, but you could do that with your husband and I could find another partner if I really tried,”. It stopped right as she was about to cum. “see now you’re going to beg me to fuck your pretty little cunt with my big fat dick, or else this thing will keep going and stopping, never letting you cum, but keeping you on the brink.” She groaned as he started it again. “So what do you say?” “Ungh! Please, please fuck me?” she questioned. “You can do better” “Ohhh. Fuck!.” He turned it off again. “Please fuck me with your big beautiful dick… I need it. Oh I need to cum so bad. Please. Oh God. I sat up fast and at the same time with a shriek of fury she drove the knife at me. And suddenly, I wasn’t there anymore. 3 I found myself sitting in a field. I was shivering, the temperature must’ve been below zero. And here I was in nothing but a pair of jockey shorts and a t shirt. How the fuck did I end up here, and oh yeah, where the hell was here anyway? I got shivering to my feet, clutching my arms tight against my rather scrawny chest to keep myself as warm as I could under the. There were boundtogether at the ankles and knees with leather cuffs. His arms were in atight leather armbinder that went from his wrists to his shoulders. Hiselbows were almost touching. A cable ran up from the back of his collar to a hook in the ceilingholding him up on his knees. Two more cables, one attached to his anklecuffs and the other to his wrists at the bottom of the armbinder, ran tothe ceiling, then down to two small winches. His penis was in a vey tightrubber cock corset that was.