That night one week ago I offered to take my mask off for you, to show you the man underneath, but you denied me that. You don’t love me, you love S...ider-Man, and that’s only half of me,’ he explained. He hadn’t considered that himself until the words were spoken, each syllable coming out as if it had been on his lips waiting this whole time. She was speechless, unable to move, to grab out at his arm to try and stop him from swinging away but there he went. Away into the night. Every sound. She feels him start to respond by placing himself at her opening and sliding in as slow as he can.“Mmmmmm,” She moans, throwing her head back with a smile. He pumps in and out of her as easily as he can with how little space and support he has to work with, finally, his biggest fantasy coming true. Her finger nails start to rake up his back and he moves in and out with precision. She slides her hands down to his forearms for better bracing, she sees that he has some tattoos, something that she. Since you cannot seem to get enough of a man under a woman’s control, as your web surfing shows. I am sure my face had turned white from lose of blood and fear; I had never seen my wife like this. From this day forward you belong to me and will follow my rules from now on. Do you understand me slave? I shook my head yes to her question. She grabbed my nipples twisting them enough to cause a slight amount of pain. The answer is yes Mistress as you should have learned from all of your little. In the stillness of the moment I could hear the water running upstairs. I felt disoriented at that time not sure where my mother or friend was, I called out Mom? Mike? There was no reply. I walked to the front of the house and look out the window next to the front door. Mike's car was still there. I could still hear the water running upstairs so I walked up there. As I walked up the stairs I began to get a queasy feeling in my stomach. I didn't know what was going on but I felt strange, it is.