So i ring, and a Eastern European female voice answers and gives me the details, and the location, and immediately my plans change and start heading t... this location as its nearby. Turns out this place is a pub which she directed me to, so i call again and she said someone will be outside to meet me, and take me in, this was very random and some guy directing me to some place on the highstreet which you have to walk past some guys table who is selling various things. So i get to the door and i. I push you, lightly, but you're quite taken aback, and it doesn't take much to make you stumble. You fall back onto my couch, and look up at me, surprised, but not dismayed. I kneel on the floor to remove your shoes and slide your pants over your feet. The subservience of the position is in sharp contrast to the reality of your situation."Would you like a glass of wine?" I offer. "I have a really good '97 Zinfandel." I would love one, but how am I supposed to drink a glass of wine without. I started denying her for long periods of time, and not permitting her to service herself. She was so horny and pent up, her pussy was aching to be touched. She was on fire! I usually enjoyed getting her really worked up so that when we finally fucked, she was all the more adventurous. On Friday she came home and (as instructed) dressed in stockings, garters, bra and thong, high heels and nothing else. She pushed five vibrating silver bullets into her ass one by one and then plugged herself. ...god how could she enjoy this?...what waswrong with her? He stood behind her admiring what he had done...her legs spread wide...herass and cunt jutting out, begging him to use her holes....oh he was going tohave so much fun with her, and he would use her alright, but not yet, he wantedher complete submission, he wanted her to beg for him to use her, he wantedher to beg, to be his cumpig...he wanted her as his toy...he wanted to makesure her only purpose in life wouuld be to serve his every.