“I don’t like him.” She blurted.“How can you not like him? Hell, you don’t even know him you crazy cunt. Why don’t you like him?”“I ju...t don’t.” she pouted.“Well he is your husband and this is your house. You live here NOW!”“Do I have to fuck him? She asked defiantly.“No, you don’t have to even touch him if you don’t want too and he won’t force himself on you. Right fuck head.”“Right.” I echoed not knowing why I even responded to his question.“So what do I have to do?”“Get me a pen and paper.”. Clearly she hadn’t thought about taking it all. I reached around, grabbing her neck and massaging her throat and jaw. “Just relax baby, you’re not the first girl I’ve had to coach through taking this cock.” Lisa didn’t seem at all offended by the insinuation that she was essentially another notch. She listened to me, leaned forward under my urging and relaxed. I held the back of her head with my other hand and helped push her down, taking my cock inches at a time. With the hand on her tiny. I said, “Yes.” She then asked me to wash my ass and stand up.I was feeling a bit embarrassed to wash in front of the lady. But by then I had become very submissive so I obeyed again. My cock was hard and it was paining. She made me stand up and handed me the enema bag. I was puzzled, I didn’t know what to do.While I was standing confused, she pushed me against the wall and started spreading my ass cheeks with gloved hands. This excited me so much that I started grinding my cock against the. My dreams were filled with the wildest scenes I’d ever imagined. I was suddenly in a dungeon, replete with every form of device necessary to bind and punish a person. There was a whole wall dedicated to whips, straps, belts and canes that would have made the strongest person weak in the knees with either fear or desire. On the opposite wall there was an array of dildos, vibrators, gags and butt plugs. In the middle of all of this were a number of contraptions that were clearly meant to secure a.