I should have had tears running down my face, my eyes were dry and a smile was on my face, i was a passenger in my own body now.The woman laughed once...she was finished giving a hard flick to my over stimulated dick making it feel like it was cut. The woman continued to giggle as she grabbed my dick squeezing it roughly as she shoved the tip of her long finger nail into my piss slit. The pain was unbearable, but more wonton moans kept coming out of me as my body just laid there and take it."now. That delay was supposed to torment my husband, I didn’t expect it to affect me just as much. Even my fifth (or maybe it was the sixth) glass of champagne had done little to ameliorate those fears. What did, was seeing my new lover standing there smiling when I opened the door. “Come on in,” I said invitingly. As we walked over to the bed, holding hands, I looked at my husband. He looked so pathetic sitting there, naked except for the blindfold. Really, I felt sorry for him. I could only. I then received another text asking if "I was in the fucking toilet yet?... If not to fucking hurry up"! I closed the door and I was expecting a call or something but I received another text instructing me to fuck my cock hole deep with my pencil !! By this time I was shaking from fear of getting caught to carry out such a peverse act at work to please Mistress Elektra.. I texted back saying its a busy toilet and someone was just outside but Mistress Elektra was having none of it and also. It is not a satisfactory explanation and I know it but it was my thoughts at the time. I did not ever want you tainted with the stench of that man. I took you in, gave you my name and raised you.”“If he is dead and my mother is still in exile, I do not understand why we must talk of this!” Nadia stated in anger.“One of your sisters is still in residence in their capital,” Olaf told her. “The Az ministers fear that your father and sister are involved in some sort of plot to harm their king or.