She casually placed her hand into her crotch and held it there.“I’d love to ride it,” she suggestively replied to her two friends.“You go for ...t!” one of them teased as I stepped up behind the group.“Hello my lovelies,” I said, greeting no one in particular. “What type of mischievousness are we up to tonight?”“We’re just taking in the sights,” one of the girls responded.“I see that you are,” I replied.“Sit down,” Jennifer suggested.“I think I’m a bit old for your group,” I replied.“No you’re. “Is she just watching, or is she gonna join in?” he asked. “Well, she’d like to join in – if that’s okay with you?” I replied. “Sure! Tell her to get round here and help me with this!” he told me. Paula didn’t need any second bidding, and quickly got out to walk round to the guy. “Wow!” he gasped when he saw her walk round the front towards him, “Any chance of me giving you a quick fuck, as well?” “Well I haven’t gotten dressed like this because I’m going to church!” she laughed. By the. . what happened to you?" She asked in suprise, and I felt her eyes staring at me as she stood in front of me in the hallway. "Are you okay?" I knew it. I just knew it. My entire life I'd walked around wearing my emotions on my sleeve, completely unable to to disguise what I was thinking or feeling. I don't think I'd ever gotten away with even the most innocent of white lies, my blushing face or nervous eyes giving me away every time, especially with my parents, who read me like an open. ..I only want...” my wife stammered.“You are nothing but a dirty little whore, I OWN you, whore, you WILL do what I say! Do you understand, bitch?” I heard him command her.Hanging her head, I heard my wife answer “Yes, I'm a dirty little whore and I will do what ever you say, with who ever you tell me to, any time you tell me to.”“Good, now here are the rules, bitch.” he told her “From now on, you will never let your husband touch you with his cock...you can stroke his cock if he calls me.