I was reforged from the hottest fires, the dross burned away, a new and better knight pulled from the smelting flame. I am no longer pathetically desp...rate for your love, your affection, your approval. I no longer care what you want or need from me. Those days are over. I lived through Hells that could be added to the Seven or even replace them.“In the meantime, you’ve lived in your own paradise of luxury and ease. You’ve lived with your Lysene merchant-prince, enjoyed everything that he had to. In fact when I walked into our bedroom, the air was heavy with the gamy fragrance of heavy sex, and my wife was lying there with the brightest most pleasing smile I'd ever seen on her face. Her legs were obscenely parted, and her normally shapely bushy muff was a frothy mess. It was obvious she had been well fucked. The reddish imprints of big hands and love spots were everywhere on her alabaster skin.It was obvious she was in a dreamy mellow state of mind.As I was about to inquire what had. I am warm all over and I feel him pulling my shirt off and where he touches me with his hand feels really good. After my shirt is off I lean back and I feel my pants and underwear being pulled off as well. I am sitting back on the couch naked and just groaning some and saying wow wow wow. Out of the fog I hear him cough as well. He then pulls me over and I feel something at my mouth. I open up and his cock slips in. I hear him say to lick and suck it. I do as he says and it tastes really. She had recorded me masturbating. Without saying it, we both knew that if I ever disobeyed her or disappointed her, Erica could use that video as blackmail fodder. I sat on the floor of the stall, naked, sweating, exhausted, my fingers still lingering inside my pussy. I was surprised by the fact that I truly no longer cared that I had let myself become Erica's slave. All that mattered to me was pleasing her. I looked up at Erica and smiled weakly. "Did you enjoy the show, Goddess?" I asked,.