I felt her hips move against me and her wet pussy on my thigh, grinding hard against me trying to get pressure on her clit. So evily, a fire of...lust and dark desire behind her gleaming brown eyed smile she continued, “My prince charming was an evil BLACK knight,” She said with a wicked smile. “He`d rescued me just so he could chain me in his own dungeon and use me as a white sex slave.” She held my gaze, her eyes blazing. “After he’d broken me to like the whip first." She laughed,. It had a salad bar and steam tables, but also served sandwiches as good as any deli I ever tried. Open to the public, it kept a steady business, if not a crowded one. I had little doubt word-of-mouth would increase its success.As a source of funds, I doubted it could recompense the enormous expenses Nick must have brought to this endeavor. Even a more lucrative source, renting some of the opulent apartments, couldn’t make much of a dent. Of course, without knowing any details, I imagined Nick. She was stillyoung.Their weekly sessions together continued to become more and moreadventurous until Robert had persuaded her to take him to a fetish clubas her slave. She was very unsure of the idea and saw it as Robertstarting to persuade her to bring someone else into the relationshipbut he had made it quite clear to her that he didn't want to getanybody else involved, it was simply the idea of him at her feetdressed in front of strangers that turned him on.So it was that she found herself. "Not you, my love. You're not a slut." I'm your slut." Thank god, but the others..." They chose their profession. You think less of them." Not really. I think they're amazing women. But in the end for a few bucks they let men demean them and look at men as money. They can't have much respect for us. Even dancing, the leering, the teasing..." Joe..." I'm sorry. Running clears my head. I could use it right now. Whatever I say, know I love you with all my heart." And Marianne and Mary?" I love.