"If I am to be the slut of Dan and his friends, I should look like one shouldn't I?" With that she left.The pattern was the same for the next ten days..., with me cleaning her thoroughly when she got home. I was allowed my short, mechanical unexciting fuck at the end of that time. After that finished, Sandy informed me that that was to be my last fuck, and I had to use my own hand for the time being. Her use of the words "for the time being" had me worried.A week or so after that, my wife informed. “I must leave you now and attend to my other duties. I shall return in due course to see to your requirements.” Then he’d taken a length of black cloth from his belt, bound it about her eyes plunging her into darkness, apologising to her for the inconvenience and she’d heard his footsteps recede into the distance.Since then she’d hung there miserable in her fear and pain. Was this what it meant to be a slave of this dreadful house? That you could be misused and maltreated so horribly on the. So like many other men I started by showing threesome porn movies to my wife. Initially she was not interested but slowly with time I saw that she started liking threesome movies. Then my obvious next step was to being the idea of a third person when we are having sex.So I picked a day. I brought some nice lingerie for my wife along with scented candles to get her in mood and then when we both were nude I slowly came close to her and whispered in her ear.” baby. Do you need a cock”, she said. The pressure from her hands encouraged me to continue down with low moans.I found her soaking wet. My fingers slipped across her opening, her swollen nub felt large against my palm. She pushed harder on my good shoulder, impatient with the pace I'd set. I kissed downward, spending a moment just under her navel as her stomach muscles tried to escape my tongue."Oh, god, Kate!" she cried. I finally reached my goal. Her mons was slick as I slipped my tongue over it. She opened herself to me, her.