I was trying to make a delivery, a pizza of course, but I couldn’t find the address. I didn’t have a name or phone number to call and the store wa... too far away to drive back to. The time was running out on the order and it was going to be late. It was dark and raining and I couldn’t see any house street numbers. There were lots of people walking up and down the sidewalks though, some waved, some shouted that I was going the wrong way, most just ignored me as the clock ticked down. Then I. It's really ironic that I only ended up with Bryan in the first place because I was bored with plain old married sex. I wanted excitement and spice in the bedroom. But after doing and trying almost everything there was to do, I now find myself more bored than ever. In fact I crave the one thing that's missing from all of the sex I got. That would be feeling. Feeling like what I'm doing is more than just letting some asshole who doesn't know or care to know my God damned name, hump me until he. She has one hour to wash and dry her hair, shave andreplace the mask and gag before I come back in. Then I strip her, tie herup, and give her a complete sponge- bath and body-shave. Then I overseeher going to the toilet and dress her again. Oh, she hates that!"As the Black Queen spoke, I cringed inwardly. Here was a woman who trulyloved dominating men, as Cynthia had warned. She would do whatever shefelt like with a slave, regardless of her victim's feelings.And here I was, bound and nearly. He pulled my pant more lower near to my knees which gave him the proper good light view of my big thick fair thighs. Ofcourse to the most private part of a female body, the vagina. I was covering my jean by slightly bending towards the bench with my coat. The coat was helping me lot in this because it covered it from sideways and from behind. I was now less nervous and more enjoying the scene.He was all stunned by watching my vagina and thighs. He put his hand on his dick and I saw a bulge.