My friend and his wife are, admittedly, not the tidiest couple around. Whenever they host, they put a decent amount of time and effort into cleaning t...e week's mess up before guests arrive. Today, my buddy spontaneously just ask me to come over and I gladly obliged. Now the mess doesn't bother me at all. I get it. Years ago my apartment was much worse than their home. I am unfazed by clutter. When I arrived I hung my coat on the banister. Also on the banister was one of my friend's wife's bras.. The furniture was polished oak and everything in here was remarkably comfortable for a man like Billy Keep."Not so bad, is it." He remarked, "This is just one of several properties I have at my disposal. I live well, but not to the extent that you. I could if I wanted to, I've done well out of my life but I'm not a man to live above others, I don't forget where I came from. You can have the bed. Get on it, then."Those words made her startle and she backed away.He grabbed her by the wrists and. ." I clamped it down.Bit down on my tongue hard enough to draw blood and refused to beg for mercy.Hands clenching and unclenching into fists helplessly until gentle hands touchedme. "Don't what, slave?" She asked, and I felt somethingbreak inside of me until it came out in my voice. A ghost of unshed tears. "Please, please don't make me say my safe-word,Mistress, please..." I begged and hung my head in shame. Pulling lungfuls ofair into my chest in gulps trying to regain control. They pulled. "You like things in your pretty boy ass?" Yes..." I hissed back "please, please fuck my ass"That was all of the encouragement she needed. I felt her withdraw her fingers and imagined the sight of me with my ass in the air. The movie changed to the guy getting fucked being bent over, legs spread and another guy pounding him hard. Meanwhile another guy was sitting under him, sucking his cock. The guy being bent over and fucked was trying to suck a fourth guy, but couldn't concentrate on anything.