She had gotten fucked more than any time in her life. She also had a man in her bed that seemed to think that he owned her.He had fucked her several t...imes, and she craved him doing it again. He had told her to do several things. She did them and felt satisfaction in doing so. She wanted to do what he wanted her to do. Mostly because it was what she wanted to do as well, he had beat her bottom, and it had hurt. It had also turned her on. What was the deal? She wanted to find out. At some point,. This could be fun. But if we are gonna do this we need rules. There are 4 of us. We each get 1 turn with you, and can do anything we want. You have to make a real effort to make love to us while your wife watches. You have to make each of us cum until we are satisfied. If you do, fine you win, you and your wife are free to go. But if you can't make us all cum, or if you resist... your wife becomes our bitch-slut for a week. I promise you we'll break the little stuck up snob. I have a lot of. I had to hold down tightly on her abdomen with my free hand in order to continue the finger fucking. A little curious, I wanted to see if I could fit a fourth finger into her pussy. A bit to my shock, my pinky finger managed to enter to the first knuckle. As if sensing my surprise, Julia pulled the panties out of her mouth and informed me, “Maggie let me know how long and fat your cock is, so I bought a big black dildo to make things a little easier.” My curiosity satisfied I returned to work. Who? Why?’ she asked. Mclean looked uncomfortable for the first time and I enjoyed her discomfort if I didn’t know why. Jackson seemed to consider for a minute and sat back down. ‘Have you ever heard of a man named Roland Spiegel?’ he asked. We both shook our heads in unison. Jackson said, ‘Spiegel owns ‘X’ through a variety of holding companies both here and in New York. He has several business interests that include illegal drug trafficking and weapons smuggling. We are not talking small arms.