”“That wasn't me,” Angela said. “Your Mistress would never hurt you. She would only give you what you want. What you need.”“I don't need t...is.” Tears beaded my eyes.“I think you do.” Angela was so strong. I didn't want to be afraid of her. I loved her, and yet...The spectral cock filled me, snapping my connection to Saphique.“Just...go away.”“Novices,” Angela snapped, her voice commanding, “bind her hands and feet to the bed.”“Lady Knight?” one asked.“I gave you an order, slut!”The novices. He handed me an envelope, said Mick had it dropped off, asked if drawer was good, told his yes, signed receipt and he left. Opened envelope and saw 5, 100$ bills and a note from Mick, said a bonus for you two, then said have your wife sit in back row again, at 7 o'clock 2 men will come in, said they are employees of his father ,meaning wize guys, they will set on either side of Veronika, key to my office is in drawer, give it to them when they take your cock sucker wife there. Then wrote see. So as I sat there spanking Sarahs ass I could feel myself getting turned on. I knew that it was wrong that I felt this way, but I just attributed it to the lack of physical intimacy in mine and Janets relationship. After I was done with the spanking I sat there and caressed her red, hot cheeks for a moment and then I let her go and she ran off sniffing back the snot and tears running down her face. For the next couple of years nothing really happened. Janet was getting more prude than ever. Other times he would just bend me over and fuck the shit out of me turning my little butt hole into a creaming, clenching pussy. Either way I was addicted, and belonged to him exlusively. Our trips were usually just over nighters or two nights at the most, but the one that really stands out was one that lasted a whole week. Our company bought out another plant, and Mark, and I spent a week there going over conversions, and entering data into our computers.It started one monday morning when I.