Of course, I had read your blog, knew that several of your fantasies tended towards this very situation. It crossed my mind that you might think this ...as some wish fulfillment set up by your husband, some kind of twisted birthday present, or maybe just an excuse to get you out of the house while he spent a little “daddy-daughter” time. I wasn’t quite ready to believe that you might actually enjoy strange men k**napping you and tying you down naked in their basement, though. I could see you. NightOnce in the spa we chat about a lot of things while just getting to know each other better. I get a few odd looks when I tell them about El being my absolute slave now, even Dad goes a bit wide-eyed.Dad asks, “Al, what’s the situation with Dee?” I give him an odd look because I don’t know who he’s talking about. “Candice, she doesn’t like Candy, and I don’t like Candice or Dice, so it’s Dee.”I nod, “She’s here for this weekend as my slave as payment for her daughters’ special requests. I’d. He had the materials present as a pharmacist that enabled him to carry out such a plan.He had fantasized about interracial mating often. He thought of his hard engorged thick dark black cock buried deep inside a tight lily-white pussy. The contrast was just so exhilarating! His swollen black baby-making tool nestled deep inside a pale white female's baby-making chamber. His fucking tool constantly stimulated by her tight vaginal walls as he pumped back and forth inside her. His black balls sac. As I say, I take opportunities to gather personal knowledge of human anatomy whenever possible. We called for wine, as we were prepared to allow the witch to hang from her ropes a bit longer. It arrived and the three of us each took a cup, drinking well and heartily. We did need to keep our strength as I have found that interrogations such as this can be very tiring when faced with a recalcitrant subject. Finally, I decided to ask once again if she was prepared to give us the names of her.