”“Huh?” I said.He winked at me again before holding his wife’s hand. The couple left, and I still stood there.“What the fuck were you thinki...g?” my wife Ellen was asking two days later. She had just thrown a beer bottle at me and it hit the wall with a crash. I was still staring at the wetness on the wall when she smacked me on the head.“I’m sorry,” I yelled at her.“Sorry?” she said, wincing at me, even more angry now. “Sorry? You let a woman blow you in our apartment!”“She forced herself on to. I had all this pussy to control, but I kept thinking about how John said, "take my ass gently Master!" and I had. So, I thought it was time to stretch him out some more and use him as a sissy slut.I called John and told him to meet me Saturday morning at the mall. He did.I told him he was to drive about an hour to a adult toy store and buy handcuffs, a blind fold, nipple clips and a whip. I then told him to go to the pet store and get a dog collar his size and a leather leash as well as a. After a short bit, she heard his steps, and then his knock on the door…he knocked again. She straightened her back and lifted her chin. He opened the door and walked into the cabin. He walked into her cabin. He stood with the door open behind him, studying her as if he was trying to see through a thick fog on an early morning after a heavy rain. He looked at her ankles, he looked at her face. She watched his eyes roam over her auburn hair. Fascinated, she stared at the way his cheekbones. " What do you want?" To open negotiations, to see what kind of a deal we can reach that will enable you to get this tape from me. Would you like to see what's on it before we start wheeling and dealing?"He handed the tape to Susan and as she reached for it he said, as if reading her mind, "Don't get any cute ideas about taking it and running; it is only a copy and as long as I have the original I can make more copies. I can make as many as I want; enough to see to it that everyone you and your.