Immediately the thought of being bound to the table and given to whoever Paul liked scared and thrilled me simultaneously. Who am I? I thought to myse...f, feeling my body tremble I answered quietly, “Whatever you desire… Sir!”He shook his head, “No, I don’t want to be your master; I want something else” he paused as my eyes searched his, “I want your boyfriend!”“I… I…oh” I looked up towards the ceiling and imagined Jamie fast asleep unaware how much his best friend desired him and that his. She would always joke about getting gang banged not knowing that id only imagined it in my dreams. Well one day i was outside my house working on my car while my wife sat on the porch having a drink and a cigarette, My wife is gorgeous long blonde hair, Blue eyes, and double tits. She was wearing a tank top and pajama short shorts. I was having trouble under the car when I heard a deep voice ask if I needed Help, I rolled out from underneath and my neighbor Chris was standing there with his. Horseback riding, pony training, even horse breaking at times were the pleasures she enjoyed much. For a girl born in Montana, having a huge horse farm, that was somewhat natural. Her mother, as well as her younger sister, Ann, were successful equestriennes too. Myself, as a guy born in a huge city, passion for horses was a completely strange feeling. I had no talent for riding and I hated doing things for which I didn't have enough skill and courage! A typical city asshole - that's what I was. She was stunning. Her curly hair set off a face that just took my breath away. She was wearing a white summer dress with flowers that fit her curves to a tee. I came to a complete stop. She must of heard me catch my breath because she looked right into my eyes. Her smile lit up her face even more. If I had been further down the isle I would of looked back to see who she was looking at with the look on her face. I felt my face get warm and I knew that my cheeks were bright red. I fumbled to get.