Happy, to be sure, but in need of bed rest for a few days.”Riley pulled the screen back from her face and I saw her hand slowly moving towards the s...creen, as if ready to make good on her threat to end the call.“Okay, okay. You win,” I finally called out, any shreds of self-respect disappearing in that moment of surrender. “Yes. Yes, I want to watch. I’m not proud to admit it, Riley. But yes, I do want to watch.”She just smiled back at me, not needing to say anything. Her victory clear and. I looked over my shoulder occasionally to make sure that my girlfriend andher friend were not looking over my shoulder, I was kind of ashamed I supposed,nothing about my desires were logical, why would I want to be enslaved andhumiliated by women?...................... A question that has tormented me for far to long. An answer that's beenlong over due. Why was I only turned on by the desire to completely give myselfto a woman? To only serve her needs. To be her slave, to live and enjoy. I swear I could have etched glass with my erection.What seemed like forever, was in reality only a few minutes and then Pam was there in the doorway. She’d removed her peignoir robe. The backlight in the hallway shone through her negligee which revealed and tantalized without actually showing anything at all. Pam closed and locked our bedroom door and then came around to her side of the bed. She slipped under the covers and curled into my arms. We kissed, deeply, gently, yet both of us felt the. He gave it a second to let me adjust and said “are we good?” I said yes. And he took that as his cue to start fucking the shit out of me. This was different than last times as he was fucking me with a fury. He was grabbing my ass and reaching under me and grabbing my tits and hips. At one point he grabbed my hair and bent over on top of me and whispered “you like that you fucking bitch.” in my ear. “oh god yes.” I replied. This egged him on. “You like that? You like that? You like my big dick.