He knows when I'm about to cum and will use that to exquisitely torture me. Bringing me to the edge, the brink, the precipice, over and over and over ...gain until I am sobbing for release. Begging, begging, begging. My little fists pounding the soft bed underneath me. He promises me it will be better, bringing me to the edge so many times. Laughing at my misery, my pain, my anguish, my torment.I disagree because I'm a greedy little slut. "Fuck fuck fuck. Now daddy now. Please, make me cum now!. Hope you enjoy.Already undressed she sits comfortable just home from the airport where she dropped her man. He's off fishing again. She kissed him lovingly and wished him a good time knowing she would miss him and already did. Running her hand over her slit she thinks about that man of hers. He loves to touch her slit. It's gonna miss him while he's away. All this week he's been at it harder than usual. He gets this way before a trip. Sometimes she wonders about it. He took her, unlike. ” I did as ordered. The Master and my wife were propped up on pillows. The Master fondled my wife’s ample breasts. As they toasted each other I had to tidy up their clothes which were spread over the floor.I watched as the Master kissed my wife’s right breast. The Master said “Slave, you will watch as I fuck your wife for the first time”. As instructed I wrote on his notepad “I agree to watch the Master fuck my wife, to clean the Master and my wife afterwards and to indulge the Master’s. I ate with the members of the club and really felt apart of something. I knew they thought of me as something they used to get off with but that didn't bother me, infact I liked that. Bubba asked me if I was settled in and when I said "yes", he responded " Some guys will be by to see you tonight, give them what they want, just like in the showers". I nodded yes and he was pleased. After supper I returned to my cell and before long a guy came to visit. He laid back on my cot and had me give him.