” Her voice was husky and breathless.“What are you?” I asked her.“I’m a dirty little pain slut.” She said almost proudly.“What do you wa...nt?” I asked her a cruel smile on my face.“I want you to hurt me, master.” She paused her breath panting, “I want you to punish me with your cock master.”I smiled, “you’ll have to get it out first.” I told her, she moved towards me and reached out with her hands to pull down my boxers.“No.” I snapped, “no hands.” I told her.“Yes, master.” She replied lowering. “At least I hope so!” and gained a gentle slap on his arm. “Please,” he added, “let me do this.”So she gave in and got the ring she really wanted. She insisted on buying him a man’s ring which also sported a sapphire and four small diamonds, so the rings matched. He had never worn jewellery before, but her pleading expression was too much for him and he caved in. The jeweller suggested they go for a coffee somewhere, while he adjusted the rings for size.They also ordered wedding rings.“I want a. My buttons flew like popcorn when he pulled open my silk blouse. He had it over my shoulders and off my arms with ease, then popped the clasp of my bra, pulling it off and freeing my breasts with one smooth motion. My nipples stood like well trained soldiers when the air hit them, getting hard so fast that they hurt. He unclasped my skirt at the side, unzipped it and let it fall to the floor. He scooped me into his arms, carried me to the bedroom and dropped me on the bed, pulling my pantyhose. The black man almost choked on his drink. He asked if I had gone crazy. But I explained that if he could get away from his wife; he might be able to have some fun with mine…Then he told me he had never fucked a white woman before.And that had always been his great unfulfilled fantasy.Clifton led his tired old wife to their room and he soon came back.As he went away, Ana came to me asking for that black older man.She told me that he was not so older; every time she danced with him, she had felt.