30, the first thing they dud was fuck me whilst Stevie had a shower, I was expected to wear the heals and nothing else. Even when the door bell went a...nd it was a parcel delivery Stevie made me open the door naked, there was a young guy standing there, Stevie came to the door and opened it fully so the guy had a good look, Stevie groped my tits telling the guy if he had been black he could have joined in. During the morning I was fucked again, and in the afternoon Stevie’s made me pose for some. We hit it off right away. He was married, unhappily, but wasn't looking to cheat on his wife. He still loved her, but the passion had disappeared as happens with many marriages. He longed for that passion.It wasn't long before our chats turned sexual. Very hot conversations, about our likes, our fantasies. It became addictive; we looked for every chance we got to find time to talk.He lived about four or five hours away. He would often say how good it was that I didn't live close, because he. " But," she began."No buts slut. I own you tonight. If I tell you to eat her pussy, you’ll do it. Do you understand?"She looked at me defeated but replied, "Yes." Good, now get your ass over there."I watched her go over to the chubby, but pretty, 40 something lady. The discussion was short and my little slut returned. The woman watched my slave return, her face red with anger."What did you say to her?" I asked."I told her that you were my master and I was your slave and that she had no right to. I walked back to the mirror, touching and patting myself, my heart was pounding and the urge to fuck was incredible. I looked down at my crotch, the outline of my pussy was so pronounced, had my thong been flesh colored, I was convinced I i would look naked, from a distance, but black was so cool.I run my fingers along the 'V' and felt the sensations, soon a complete stranger would see me dressed like this, and I felt a surge of warmth push from my pussy, I was wet and getting wetter.There was.