While I was kneeling down behind you I could not resist touching you just a little bit more. As I kneeled further you could feel my warm breath on you... neck. My right hand went down into your lap to let itself be moistened with the spit that had fallen from your mouth. I kissed your neck lightly while caressing your thighs which were clenched together firmly. You can feel me shifting my position now as I take my hand and bring it around behind you to rub your pussy and ass with it. You are. For now, I only have 3 guys to play with. Just before the first of the 6 left our group to head off to school we had a great day out at our secret place, and this is what happened that day. I new that my group would be breaking up, so I let my husband know that I wanted something to remember the day with, so we planed on secretly videotaping and getting still pictures of the days activities. My husband took the day off from work and got all his video and photography equipment ready. I. I knew it wouldn’t count if I fucked her here in the alley so I suggested we go back to my place, as it would be more private.I drove about ninety miles-an-hour back to the fraternity house and, as we pulled up, she made a confession.“Joe, I know all about your contest. Don’t worry, it’s cool with me. It kind of turns me on that all your brothers will be watching us fuck.”I didn’t know what to say, but I sure wasn’t going to turn her down, either! She also told me this was the third year she. .Yes, she trained me. Yes, she punished me, sometimes whipping or spanking me until I cried. Yes, she could be cruel if it suited her. But I was never allowed one moment to think that I was unloved or unwanted as a husband and slave, and I think it was that gentleness that enslaved me the most. I'd find myself wanting to do anything, endure any punishment, suffer whatever she wished just so I could see her smile and know she was proud of her slave.All of this came under one proviso: that if I.