]"Welkom in mijne zaak, zoals ge kunt horen kom ik vanuit België. Mijn naam is Andre Vanderluijke." [Welcome in my establishment, I'm from Belgium as...you can hear. My name is Andre Vanderluijke.]A middle-aged woman joined us and Andre changed to English. "Brenda. This young man is applying for the job. He's a Dutchman." Then to me he said, "This is my wife Brenda. Sorry, but she doesn't speak Nederlands."I smiled and shook her hand, "That's okay, I'm fluent in English myself. My name is Gabe. I went back into the other room to retrieve the my slave. I placed a blindfold on her and grabbed the back of her head forcefully and said " are you gonna be a good slave and do what your master tells you?". She nodded yes. I asked her if she wanted a cock in her mouth she moaned yes master. I grabbed her leash and lead her into the other room. I could tell the two guts were very excited to see their toy for the evening. I removed her gang from her mouth but left on the nipple clips. In told. Just a series of shuddering quakes that seemed to spring up from somewhere deep inside the core of her voluptuous, miniature frame. We didn't speak. More often than not, a good portion of every breath I took was air that had just been expelled from her lungs and vice versa. And those eyes ... I really did lose myself in those deep emerald eyes of hers. It felt like my essence spilled out of my body through my eyes and into hers. For a moment or two, there was no discernable Paul or Jane .... I moaned although I didn't really feel anything. I did it just to spur him on so we could get things over with. He believed the reaction, so he kept going. It taught me a lot about Bryan. One of the things I learned was that even after all of the years we'd known each other and the three years that we'd been having sex, I really didn't know him.I felt like I was seeing him for the first time and I didn't like him. Bryan had his dick out and he pushed it into me. It wouldn't go in so he started.