She, at first, had thought Gary would be the obvious choice. After all, he was her husband and the man she had loved since childhood. They had made a ...life together, had a child together and Gary had assured her he forgave her and wanted to make her happy. Lynn had no doubts as to his sincerity. He had even satisfied her sexually. Although not the lover that either Peter or Paul was, he had shown a willingness, born of love, to try to please her. However, as he had pointed out, Viagra was not an. So my whores are not allowed to cum a lot, and during their training we teach them self control to keep from cumming. Whish of course means most of the time, my sluts are very horny and in desperate need for relief.? Mrs. De Witt permitted herself s short giggle. ?You might see a pattern here Wanker, this goes for most slaves at my hands. But all I want them to do is control themselves, not to be frigid. I want them horny, but able to keep from cumming until they get permission. To get them. Barb heard the buzzing but said nothing.I angled the shaft against the wet spot on the fabric.Barb picked up the dildo, deepthroated the dark shaft, and then stuffed that dick in her puss."Yes," she hissed, eyes closed.I pulled my panties to the side, exposing my puffy lower lips. I put the head of the vibrator on my clit. “Oh yeah,” I breathed.Barb watched me slide her present inside me, an inch at a time, while she pumped her own vag.My knee hiked over the arm of the chair, I worked the Prime. This she did, so she was put under, and did a variety of amusing things like clucking like a chicken, trying to do a handstand, and poking herself in the eye (with a surprised yelp of pain). We both clamoured suggestions too, Emily and I, but she didn’t act on those: the clown explained we could only control her if he authorized it. To me he gave the codeword ‘apple’ and to Emily ‘banana’. Our instructions only worked if we prefixed the sentence with these words: it was a ludicrous variation on.