I just shrugged and gave her the only sign I knew; what else could I do? I couldn’t help them anyway. I didn’t know what had happened. Memory of t...e awfulness came later. Amnesia, they said – from the blow to the head. I told them that I hadn’t had a blow to the head and they showed me the lump in the mirror. After an unknown amount of time, I was released. It was a beautiful, bright sunny day. Crisp and cold. It was wonderful. Elizabeth was there, lurking in the shadows. She got up very. I was so thrilled to be in the presence of a beautiful dominant woman. Her shiny black PVC outfit looked amazing against her skin and the outfit left little to the imagination. I had a perfect view of Mistress Sarah's tits while she was leaning over, covering my legs with the cream. All the sexuality around me was a fantasy come true. While the cream tingled on my body and worked its magic, Mistress Sarah played with my cock, keeping me aroused. Then she turned the shower unit on and rinsed. I took her to her new room and chained her to the wall by a collar on her neck. Then as she was there chained to the wall wearing her wedding dress, I spat in her face and slapped her and said "this is where you're going to live the rest of your life you fucking cunt. I'm going to fuck you in this little jail cell I built just for you every fucking chance I get so you might as well forget that your name is emily, your new name is 'cumrag sexslave cuntbitch' ". Now the games were over and Emily. This was so out of character for my wife I almost started to wonder what had brought on this change in her but as her cunt began to rise up and down on my cock I put that to the back of my mind and just enjoyed the moment.Again Sherry was putting more into the sex this time than she normally does, squeezing my cock harder and not I think to get me off Sherry was now putting on a show for Margo but I didn't care. Thanks to the two blow jobs I had a lot of staying power and I was able to fuck my.