“It is amazing,” you said. “So happy you decided to come see me.”I hugged you so hard while we kissed, and my knee parted your legs a little, ...s my leg pressed into your crotch. You moved ever so subtly against my leg, I could sense you feeling the pleasure as you whimpered a little. You were wearing a long green dress, and I wanted to touch, feel, smell, and taste you underneath it.You felt good against me, and we sustained a long kiss, our tongues probing, mainly mine in your mouth, tickling. "Come in," Danielle said. We walked inside and I got an eyeful of Danielle. She was hot. Not like Miss Anderson level but still. She had dark green eyes and flowing brown hair."Katie how are you?" Danielle's said and gave Miss Anderson a hug."I'm fine," Miss Anderson replied."And who's this?" Danielle gestured to me."This is my slave Max," Miss Anderson said."Your slave?" Yes he does everything I want and more," Miss Anderson boasted while I blushed."He doesn't look like much," Danielled. With both my hands on your hips, I gently glide you to the wall of the room, moving my hands from your hips to your shoulders, I start to move towars your wrists. Spreading your arms away from your body against the wall, I begin to kiss your neck, every so often a little nibble. As I begin to move through the numerous holes of your shirt, my leg moves between yours seemingly spreading them ever so slightly. As my knee begins to push further up between your thighs, I can feel you begin to try. She is just the wench to be used, a bondage whore. A good submissive slut.Behind her, on his knees, is a white man. His head is completely covered by a black leather hood, no eye holes, a gag in his mouth. A penis shaped gag. He fucks his wife in the ass. To please his wife, and his Master.The wife , a 43 year old lady from a wealthy Brahmin family in India, proved to be a slut at heart. But it needed guidance by a experienced slut trainer to get rid of the modesty imposed on her by her strict.