I tried to squirm away as hespread my legs, but when he slapped by thigh, I froze.? His fingers found my pussy and I heard himlaugh as he pushed a fi...ger right inside of me. ?Oh God, please don?t.? I wasso mortified by the sound of his finger squishing in and out of me, that I hadnot even realised that I had spoken. The slap on my breast was hard and made mywhole breast burn. I sucked in my breath, looking up to hear his sigh.? ?Annie, I really don?t want to have to hurtyou, but you have to do. Kathy had been able to stay at home to raise our twin daughters, who were now nineteen years old and away at college. Neither Kathy nor I were very religious when we were first married. But after our girls were born we decided to find a church so they would have the advantage of a spiritual upbringing. We joined what turned out to be a progressive, evangelical church, and only found out after we made some good friendships just how extremely progressive the church really was. They took a very. I saw that there were several chests round the room and about 20 comfortable looking chairs in a circle. I wondered why there were only enough chairs for half the people.Suddenly a gong rang out and everyone stopped talking. A man stood in the centre of the circle of chairs. He said “Welcome, Masters and Mistresses with your slaves, pigs and littles. Tonight, we are going to have one of our special torture sessions. First, all Masters and Mistresses take a seat and all slaves strip naked and. Annette turned to me and kissed me. Her lips were soft and gentle, but the kiss gave me a sudden start, like the click of a lighter igniting a flame. I kissed her back hard.And I heard John tell Scott, “I could fuck you in the ass.” Holy shit!“Do it, buddy.”I was now only half kissing Annette and half watching my husband. Scott got some lube. I saw John’s dick disappear inside Scott’s asshole. Scott was on his knees; they were doing it doggy style, and Scott just made a face for a second, then.