I'm no better than Jan Darcy, she thought. A couple of men tried to hit on her, but she wasn't in the mood. She ordered a second drink, took a sip, an... a hand brushed her shoulder. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, petite blonde woman. "You wanna make a quick hundred?" the woman asked. "I'm in a bind and I could really use some help." She thinks I'm a hooker! Anna realized, a few sentences into the conversation. She blushed, but the darkness hid her embarrassment, and the blonde. I wouldn’t admit it to myself but deep down I had already made my choice to become a two year sex slave.I won’t lie, it was hard. There were so many guys who I wanted to go out with but I knew I couldn’t. I exclusively hung out with girls, because every guy who is friends with a hot girl just wants to fuck her. I never went to school dances. I never went to any kind of event that was even remotely designed for romantic interaction. I went from being one of the most popular girls in school to. The reception was beingheld in a lodge quite a ways off the beating path and the drive took around 45minutes. During the drive my wife ended up flashing her tits to a couple ofpassing cars, and giving me head until I almost wrecked the damn car, I had tomake her stop before I had the chance to cum so we wouldn't get killed! I hadno idea what had gotten into her but honestly I was having the time of my life.We had a bottle of wine in the car and she had two Styrofoam cups full duringthe drive to. A bottle of wine later and she started to repeat herself over and over and I knew that she was mentally blacking out.When we got home I poured us some shots of a fine whiskey and she downed them.20 min later she was passed out on the couch. I carried her upstairs and stripped her naked...Sat there and looked at her so innocent and such a cunt cock tease at times.I went downstairs and took another shot...Ding! "is the bitch ready?"I replied yes.20 min later I met him at the end of the block and.