He sat next to me, kissed me, pulled away the hair behind my ears and whispered,"You nasty little slut, you've been a very, very, very, bad, bad, girl...and you need to be punished. I'm gonna spank your ass till I leave red fingerprints on it, you nasty little whore. Suck me. Make it soaking wet so it can slide right in your tight little asshole later. You're getting your hot ass banged tonight." He jumped off and took off his shorts. He had nothing on underneath them. I was sitting on the bed. Samir was away for a few months to Singapore on work and caught up with Anita over frequent phone calls and the occasional skype conversation. A thought struck him that she looked a little heavier of late but he passed it off as a distortion of the video transmission.Finally, it was time for her to return. Anita told him not to come to the airport as she was being given a ride home in a police car. Samir opened the door the moment the doorbell rang and his jaw dropped. He saw a big built woman. What I forgot to tell him was that the accessories were on the unusual side and I did buy a couple. But the ball-gag wasn't going to fly, so I didn't even try. I also had a waist chain with two built-in handcuffs that I was going to try and use when I was working on him to be a submissive, but he didn't go for it, so I just left them in my car.What I loved about his outfit was just how form-fitting it was. James is in pretty good shape and the shirt showed it off. The pants were also. Hey bro. What’s going on?” I asked as I stood up and sat in the armchair next to him. Someone needed to sit in the damn thing, so why not me?“Not much my man. Been sitting here contemplating what to reward you with now that you’re chilling up here in heaven,” the fat guy responded. I think he was Asian.“Right on brothe- wait, what the fuck? Did you just say heaven?”“Yeah man. Bad luck about the parachute. Sky diving is usually pretty fun and really gets the blood flowing. Probably a lot less.