We had met a couple of times and the opportunity arose to get her alone for a day at her house, so we planned something a bit different. She was quite... a dominant woman, very open minded, so I agreed to let her be my Mistress for the day, I arrived at her door and she pulled me inside, backing me against the wall and kissed me deeply then told me to go up to the bedroom, strip off and wait for her. I replied, “Yes Mistress”, and went upstairs, into the bedroom and took all my clothes off and. The knife was glowing white hot, the blade curling up and splintering,the gems in the handle bursting in the intense heat. As I watched a blackscorch mark appeared around it and smoke rose from the carpet.My wife dashed into the kitchen, coming back a few seconds later with abowl full of water which she dumped on the burning carpet. There was anexplosion of steam, and when it cleared all that remained of the knifewere a few twisted pieces of blacked metal."My god!" I exclaimed. "What happened?". Brittany turned it occasionally as she watched Jennifer and me. I had decided some sex before supper would be appropriate.The cleaned and paint-free Jennifer had her arms stretched out and her hands against a palm tree with her backside thrust back. She balanced on her toes. I stood behind her between her widely spread legs with my erection nearly fully buried in her anus. She had her head down and with my slow in-stroke she moaned, brought her head up and shook the mane of her loose brown. She tried to pull away and make some sort of commotion in hope that one of the caretakers would see the awful predicament she was in, but no one came.She was pulling even harder on the leash and was trying to push away from him, which only seemed to upset him more, and resulted in him first tying her hands behind her back and then stuffing a damp rag in her mouth that had been laying in the bed of the truck, along with lots of trash and empty beer bottles.This was followed by him grabbing a red.