He sits heavily, examining the slave more closely. Her dark hair is tied loosely back from her pretty face. She’s wearing a simple grey tunic, open ...t the neck to show her cleavage, rising and falling quickly with anxiety. The skirt is short, just covering her pert arse and showing her fine legs. Lady Sofia would be easily offended by such a lovely little thing on her staff. Slave: She found me with a man, a man she liked, Jay.Master: Jay? That is offensive, but I’ll need more than that to. The odds are stacked heavily against any marriage lasting a lifetime.When I confronted Sandy about the affair she denied it outright and only after realizing that I knew everything did she come out clean. She cried and gave all the usual excuses. She said she was not in love with him and had been swept by his power and his style. When I suggested a divorce she said she would fight me to the death before granting me one, and since I did not have any proof of her infidelity, it would be a tough. And I may or may not love him, but God do I want him. He is after all, passionate and intoxicating, and he has been kind to me. Maybe love will follow.Maybe...I pry my subconscious away from thoughts of unrequited love as Asmodeus’ hands snake down my abdomen to rub the smooth, stretched skin of my small protruding belly. The warmth of his skin on mine feels heavenly but a part of me protests, a little uncomfortable at being touched on such sacred a place. I had felt absolutely no embarrassment. I heard a noise behind her and saw Vanessa get up. She took off her shirt, letting her tits hang out. She went over to her purse and pulled out a strap on. Holly looked up and followed my gaze. She laughed and leaned back. She tugged on her pants till they fell, exposing her perfect ass and pussy to Vanessa. She needed no second bidding, she quickly put on the dildo and kneeled down behind her. “Which hole do u want it in?” Vanessa asked, her voice filled with lust. “My ass, he gets my pussy.”.