“What do you mean?”“When we started having sex, you were my first. I guess it was special to me.”“It was to me too B, you know that.”“Ok...but then it was like… when we fucked for the first time that probably wasn’t even your first time that day. Then the others started having sex with you in front of me. Then we were all having sex at the same time. I went along with it but taking a break gave me time to think and now it’s just so in my head. I’m not sure I’m ok with you having sex with other. After that it was just a case of clicking on Submit, and then waiting...She didn't have to wait long: she had bookmarked the site, so curiosity getting the better of her, she logged back in every hour. The third time there was a box with a simple message: Request accepted. If you wish to proceed, click here.Of course she wished to proceed! She was trembling, but she clicked on the link. A new screen appeared:10086324 would like to meet you at 7:00 p.m.; in the bar of the Menzies Strathallan. She did want the love of her life to feel that he was being part of ‘the cure process’ as she belived he would slowly come to understand and come a little towards joining her! She had no actual desire to be changed herself and was of the opinion that I and my club, if they were all like Harry, would welcome a subject like her to use and abuse. And that I should only pretend to be curing her for him we however would know differently, and he had a private clinic that asked no questions just took. She rose and stood in front of me, and then she placed her hands on her breasts, massaging them. "Would you like to see someone else do this to me?"Before I could answer she took one hand and inserted two fingers in her pussy, stimulating herself. "Would it give you pleasure to watch someone else's fingers in my pussy, another cock even?" she continued. "Very much," I replied. "Would you really enjoy watching someone else caress and fondle me? Fuck me? Could you really enjoy that?" She waited.