She bucked, thrusted and flailed with me inside. Her hands reached around my back and her nails dug deep into my body. She let out deep guttural moans...of pleasure as she fucked, and fucked and fucked me. My entire body remained rigid as she bucked underneath. I could feel the wetness of her pussy coating my inner thighs. In a matter of minutes I came deep inside her. My body went limp as she continued to thrust and squirm against me. I laid on top of her until my spent, flaccid cock slipped out. She looked again at the advertisement that had brought her on this journey. "Wanted young, blond house and sex slave. Must be willing to suffer bondage, extreme humiliation, severe whipping, and sexual duties. Apply to Mistress Sandi Box 444 Auckland." Rachel put the ad. back in her bag. She shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and horror as she recalled Sandi’s cold, demanding voice on the phone. She told Rachel exactly what to wear, she had been forced to buy most of it. She did not own such. But now she knows the real joys of being a hot sensual wife and it has really changed her for the better. It had a few bumps in the beginning as she started to feel that I did not love or respect her. She did not understand how I could watch her have sex and not get mad or jealous. I explained to her that because I loved her so much, my love ran so deep, that to see her having great pleasure was very exciting. That at first it did hurt, but watching her enjoy herself, was something that ran. It's bigger than I thought and I can see it's wet with precum. It just me makes me want to lick it. He uses his cock to hit my pussy, hitting my clit perfectly every time. "Beg for it!" He snarls at me, I can see the pleasure in his face but I won't give in easy. "Fuck you!" I shout when really I'm hoping he will fuck me. He leans down almost lying on me, his face inches from mine. My pussy automatically starts to rub against his cock, which I know he is doing on purpose as he pushes it.