The slave raised his head and began licking my clit. The now familiar feeling of power rushed through me. "Rise, slave," I demanded in a tone of comma...nd that communicated how I now felt.The slave rose and assumed the inspection position with his hands behind his head and his legs spread and pelvis thrust forward. He was taller than I with a slender body and fine smooth skin. As were all the slaves at the FemdomWorld Spa, he was completely shaved and his body glistened in a fine coat of oil. I. I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn't sound like your kind of thing!This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are considered 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.FETISH WARNINGS-Gross pervy sniffing/tasting (armpits, sweat, everything)-Gross bodily fluids -Non-consensual / rape-Face fuck-Bit of anal play--------------------------- PrologueFor all I know, I’ve always been. She said so sweet of you.Then she near and slept on my lap and seeing my laptop how I am coding the project for her and suddenly pushed the laptop away and got up from my lap and kissed on my lips very passionately, I was shocked don’t know how to react, did not respond to her kiss but she did not stop,So I pushed her back and asked her what happen she again grabbed my head pulled it pretty close to her face and said “I want you completely tonight, Can you do that project now”. I don’t know. I watched through tearful eyes as her friends huge cock glided in and out of my wife's gaping asshole with ease intensifying with every stroke. His large filled balls would slap against her vulva and he would reach down and massage her clitoris to bring her to orgasm four times. So this is what is to be I thought to myself and hid my tears from her in a pillow. I glanced over as he pulled out and watched six huge loads of cum fly out of him onto Heather's sexy backside. A few droplets.