"Of course my child!" Then I'll have to get you some other clothing," I told her, "what youhave on isn't...proper." These are the finest robes! The Gr...at Master himself gave them tome!" She sounded offended."That may be true, but here, in this time..."She touched my head, and in a flash I saw her smile, then simply nodher head yes. I put her in my truck, started the engine, then turnedtowards the small town nearby where I bought her some clothes. As wedrove through the countryside her eyes. I used some sales tactics: sending flowers, buying gifts, giving in to her way. Finally persuasion won out. This fantasy was headed for reality.I began searching for a guy to fuck my wife. We are poly and she has guys on the side, but I wanted this to be a stranger to each involved. It took some time. I met with a bunch of guys, but didn't feel the right vibe. I searched all over the internet. I finally met a guy claiming to be thick in size, but shy about me being involved. I told him I would. No one would ever suspect you being here, and from what I can tell, I’m willing to bet you told no one you’d be here.? Jackson was in disbelief. He was helpless, in the hands of a madman. Moreover, he had volunteered for this. His mind was again racing, not from excitement as was the case this morning but more out of fear and hysteria. This was all under his free will. This man could very well kill him; at the very least permanently maim him. If he had it to do all over, he would. He is a very cruel man,” August said as tears rolled down her cheeks.“The food is here. Eat. You need no permission here. It is good manners to wait until the host has started before you begin, but no permission is required,” he told them. Both girls look at each other in wonder.“May we put some butter on the bread, Master?” April asked, very quietly.“Yes, surely. That is what it is here for,” Jason assured her. April proceeded to slather butter on her slice of bread. She was followed by.