’ I smiled at Simon and nodded. ‘I can’t wait.’ I hoped he didn’t hear the slight trembling in my voice. I was scared, as always. But I was ...lso looking forward to the climb, that was true. Maybe it was that great feeling to be safe back on the ground that made it all worth it, I thought. Better not think about it, I decided. My thoughts wandered back to that day, a bit over a year ago. Who had thought then that I would be here one day, walking through the wild, towards a rock I was planning to. She was a super size queen (she has one of those tattoos, a spade with with a Q in it, just above her pussy). I didn’t know what that meant, she had to explain. She preferred at least 8 inches and thick. BUT, she wanted me to be a part of a threesome, with her black boyfriend. (Truth was she was looking for a cute white guy with a small cock to be her cuckold). I thought about it for about a week, and decided it may be kinda hot. I agreed. She explained she wanted to use a chastity cage on me. That evening after dinner Margo sat in front of the fire in her drawing room and waited while her husband busied himself upstairs packing the technical necessities for his business trip. She had already completed her share of this task, assembling his shirts and pants. She held a book in her hands, but one page had occupied her attention for the last hour. Her mind was across the lawn and through the orchard and down over the twelve-acre field and up to the stream where she knew a solitary tent. I directed them into the lounge and asked them to be seated. I quickly explained that I was a lapsed Christian and would love to get back on the righteous path. I’m not sure how many doors they must knock before finding anyone interested in what they had to offer. I’m guessing they probably thought they’d struck gold with me.I asked them to wait while I put the kettle on to make a pot of tea. I said I wouldn’t be very long and they were happy to wait and accept my offer of refreshments. But I.