Then I felt his fingers lightly stroking my balls. It felt so good, I almost lost concentration on his wife's clit. Now he was licking my balls. Now ...e was bending my partial erection back toward him and licking my cock. I couldn't believe it. I was getting hard again already. I wanted to fuck his beautiful wife right now.As if reading my mind, she got up and guided her husband to lie down face up on the cushion from a lounge chair. Then she got on top of him sixty-nine style. She looked. I will be your slave and I will be your lover in all things. I swear this to you, before your father and all of the world. I beg you to accept this humble offering, Mistress."I don't know where those words came from. It seemed as though another voice had spoken through my lips, a different me, unknown and unsuspected. Someone lurking and waiting within my heart for this precise moment in time. It is a very Japanese concept that every thing and every person has a perfect state of existence, a. She had looked at her Mistress as she sipped the wine. The gun metal full skirt that spread around her thighs on the seat. The pale blue silk blouse, open slightly more than it would have been when she was at work. The barely black stockings that she knew were held up with suspenders and above them the thin silk thong that cupped her treasure and disappeared between her buttocks. She could just see the lace edge of her white blouse. Her shoes, strappy and expensive, lay abandoned on the rich. He did suggest it after all. Nice to sit here, having a coffee, and talking over our action plan with Casey while the victim is trussed up waiting and not knowing if he’ll be able to survive. Ron reminded us not to get to eager as he wants to fill at least an hour of taping this time and to try to allow him good access for close ups. The sickos like to see the bruising, inserted needles, scratches and bl**d. He also wants easy access to the head for facial agony shots and to facilitate that,.