After the first bight ny wife got fucked by a black man all was well. She got fucked real good and had a good time it was kind of clinical and he only...wanted to pound her reslly hard. He left that Friday night and she sucked me off and we fucked then drifted off to sleep. The next mourning she told me she would like to keep her date for that night with her second BBC. I said if that is what she wanted I was game. We keep the same hotel room and ran some errands then went to lunch. I could tell. You crawl to the table, stand and clamber ontoit. “On your back” Your Master instructs calmly and firmly before thequestion comes to your mind.He approaches the table as you settle into the spread-eagled positionmaster loves so much. He slowly moves round the table binding your wristsand ankles firmly in the soft yet sturdy leather straps. He places a handgently above your foot as he finishes the last of the restraints at yourankle. He gently and slowly runs his large and soft hand up the. ”“I know you can reprogram me. I cannot steal the formula from you and I cannot reprogram you. I have been programmed to never hurt you. So, you have me there.”“Or, you could be lying now.”“No. Or, was that ‘no’ a lie.” She laughed. “A riddle with no solution, a puzzle with no end. What is it, Davy? How do you decide?”An evil thought crossed my mind and it frightened me. Why did I think that? Anger? Frustration? Or, that damn devil dog again? Whichever, I was chilled by it and shivered, shaking. It didn't take her long to get to the house. Her hair was still damp from her shower that she took before she left her house.After a short tour of the house, we headed into one of the spare bedrooms. I pulled her close and kissed her deep. Our lips met, tongues touching. My hands roamed across her chest, feeling her nipples underneath the fabric of her shirt. It was clear that she was braless. Her hands dropped to my pants and she felt my hard cock under my jeans.After the kiss broke I removed.