The party was thrown by a woman from her hometown that she just found out lived in the same city and happened to invite Seth. They talked most of the ...evening and hit it off well. During the next 2 months, they had met at Angel’s friends house several times for parties and at each event, they would talk amongst themselves, oblivious of the others. At the last party, Seth had finally gotten up the nerve to ask for her phone number. Angel gave it willingly and they had talked on the phone almost. That afternoon, Donna's husband screwed her. He mounted her, gave her a dozen strokes, shot his wad, and then rolled off her. And that was it. Donna lay there, unsatisfied and unfulfilled—and thinking. Compared to her fucker of the night before, her husband fell way short. His dick was small and he had given her a mere dozen strokes and had ejaculated a meager wad of cum in her. There's just no comparison, she thought.That evening, after her husband had gone to work, Donna thought more and more. I squeeze my lips shut preventing his tongue from probing into my mouth. He pulls back centimetres from my face, I can feel his hot breath running over my face. I might take you back to the castle. You will be nice and safe from those dangerous people. You will make a great addition to my collection he whispers down at me. I feel something press into the inside of my elbow. Its sharp and cold. It sends a cold shiver down my arms and into my fingertips. My body goes numb and my vision goes. Samantha was the most administratively competent secretary he'd ever had work for him, but she was such an attractive and sensually sexy woman that he never exhausted the things she was able to do with him and for him. Now that he and Samantha had been working together and enjoying each other as lusty lovers for quite some time, Tom loved knowing pretty much how Samantha was going to react to most circumstances. But, he wasn't stupid enough to think that he had Samantha all figured out -- only.