Fear was when you thought someone might kill you, or hurt you worse than you could handle. Happiness was the feeling of having a cock inside you. Sadn...ss was when the other slaves in the cells cried themselves to sleep. Pain was when you were being beaten. Sympathy was when you saw someone else hurt or cry. Those were the only emotions she knew. She didnt have a name for what thinking of Cassius made her feel. And there was no one she could ask. She stood to ask someone to dry her body, but. I love the sound of a Master with a calm soft tone, and Master John fit that to a tee. Finally He offers to give me a brief tour. He leads me through his home, starting in his master wing: his office, bedroom, bathroom and a small slave quarters. Back through the main house, he points out the guest wing, the wing to the general slave quarters and the dungeon. He leads me out the back of the home, to a large patio, pool, hot tub and a large grass field. Through the entire area. I'd had sex with other men's wives before, usually without their knowledge but sometimes with, but never with an invitation like this!"You want me to fuck your wife." "Yep." "Seriously." "Yep." "And you'll hold a gun to my head to make me do it." He grinned, "Yep." "And she's good with this." "Yep."This was an unusual request from an old friend, to say the least, but he seemed serious! I agreed, and we set a date for my next visit. When I got there, my friend invited me for a drink. . ." It's ok, just a bit of fun, don't worry," but inside her head, she knew she was about to **** him, she didn't care at the moment whether or not he wanted this. She had played this came before, many time, but it had always been with experienced playmates, but now, this was something new and very exciting, her first arse virgin. Her cock rock hard with the anticipation of what she was about to do Tim.She kissed the back of his right leg and moved back down towards his cock, which because of.