..."She tightened her hand in my hair and jerked my head again."I'm not the one you are about to touch, am I?"And she used Her hand in my hair to turn...my head to face Him. I had nochoice but to look at Him."Sir...."A jerk of my head."Mr J..."A harder jerk. A whimper from me. And I knew what was expected. A singletear fell."Master, may I clean you?"A quick nod from him, nothing more. And then she slowly guided my mouthto his cock.His cock, so beautiful. I felt Her caress my cheek as I kissed His. It was a proper loft, a converted industrial warehouse that had somehow survived successive waves of gentrification. The furnishings were Scandinavian contemporary clean but somehow cozy. Heather felt quite at home in front of the gas fireplace, enjoying her wine and chatting with Sven while Ivan prepared dinner out in the kitchen. Ivan brought the pot of boiling cheese and set it at the center of the coffee table with the sliced apples and bread that were there, accompanied by a bottle of. . we'd, um..." You'd what?" That we'd... entertain you, as a woman entertains a man. Thank you for not being insistant." Madam, I have no need of 'insistance, ' nor am I a rapist. You came to me for protection from such things. I made a promise, I don't break promises." My sister Katya, she's never laid with a man. I want to spare her that until..." 'Spare her'?" Rhykov replied, looking up from the radio, "it doesn't have to be an ordeal. Perhaps if you two find some good men who will treat you. Anne was shocked at how many mendid not care he was a man when they found out they were getting blown.The fifth, and most important one, was if one wanted to take a break orhave the marriage become monogamous again it would happen.********Anne looked so elegant as she walked into the club. The chic lady washappy to see that Belinda and the girls were already there. She went upand joined them at the bar. They were all disappointed in not seeingher lovely wife, Nancy, at Anne's side. They loved.