That was why she had been so adamant to wait until she had rid him of her life. Regardless, she had accepted Lucy’s request to put her work on displ...y in the gallery during a private showing by a local and respectable artist last night. She’d put off her dreams long enough and decided not to wait anymore, she had to know if she was really as good as Lucy had constantly told her. She just had to know. Leigh had been nervous and anxious the entire day. She wasn’t going to attend the showing but. This was how our mornings usually were and after that, we take a shower together and left for work.The evenings were much better. One evening, I came home before my wife Pooja as my working hours usually ended earlier than hers. After a tiring day, I slept in the bed without changing my clothes. Pooja wore all kinds of clothes to the hospital and that day she wore a saree with sleeveless blouse. She mostly wears sleeveless dresses because I liked her that way.That evening Pooja came an hour. From the darkness, somewhere else in the room, I could hear Pia's moaning, she was being fucked, of that I was sure, her noises being rhythmic in nature, in tune with a cock being pushed in and out of her, only changing frequency whenever a new one took over from the last.What were two schoolgirls doing amongst so many old men you may ask, hormones and imaginative fantasies I may retort, a good fucking and lots of orgasms, a bit of everything, no what what, we were here, so were they, and we. .."You are evil, and you are making this into a MadHouse. Get out!"He could have shot me. But instead, Master Jason had shrugged. "We'reonly getting started." And smiled the smile of the wicked.And then I started wearing panties, stockings, corsets, heels, even aswe were all conditioned. Conditioned. I never knew the motive of MasterJason then, and even now, still don't.Now, he smiled at me, still feral. "It's fucking time, slut. Let me showyou what this O ring does."Master Jason brought forth.