Placing her arms around my neck, she gently kissed my lips, moving around to my throat and ears. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Of course I don't really want... to become a whore. It's just the idea of it that's exciting," she purred in my ear, her hand tracing patterns across my crotch. "It's just that I find it really turns me on, being dominated. It's opened up a new side to me I didn't know existed. Anyway, you can't say you haven't enjoyed watching him fuck me while I suck on your cock."My cock. Hehated her condescending tone, but reluctantly said, "Yes, it'spractically all I've been thinking about all week." He managed to lookher in the eyes when he said it, but she didn't seem to be at all takenaback. She beamed and obviously was studying his face. Looking forflaws? Did she look a little jealous? Thomas never would have been sosensitive to such things before, but now he seemed to possess a woman'sintuition. He didn't get cocky, though. He realized someone like Stacyhad years of. He introduced himself as Jonas and while we danced he told me I looked really hot. I was wearing a skirt with black hose and sheer blouse that night. A slow dance came on and we stayed on the floor, He held me tight and I was surprised by the feel of his cock against my legs… I started to feel aroused by his contact.Jonas moved his hands down and pulled my ass closer to him grinding his cock on me. He asked me if my husband would let him fuck his lovely wife…I told him if he would dare to ask. "Slam". A slap."I told you to kiss my dick Slut," I said."Just kiss"."Sorry, Master," she said."I hoped you would like it." Don't hope or believe anything. You must do as I say, Slut" I said, giving her another slap."Stand up. Fold your hands behind your neck. Spread your legs."She quickly did what she was told."You are beautiful, Slut." I said to her,"Lovely breasts. Lovely all over, actually."I gave her breasts a tap each and her buttocks also received a slap."But you're quite pale. I have to.