Brody hissed out a breath as her hands moved over him; he loved the feel of her hands. He'd imagined they were strong and nimble, having seen her play... the guitar, and he was right. She worked his shirt up and he sat up so she could slide it off, then pulled her back with him, kissing her and savoring the feel of her skin against his. She shifted to adjust her balance and he groaned as she rubbed against his erection. She broke the kiss with that husky laugh. "Sorry. Everything okay?" "Yeah,. So I asked him.He said. “It is made for, so you don’t cum. Because if you cum you will lose interest, and you will not serve me properly. So I will only let you cum once every 2 days.”Then he took me to the main hall near a table and asked me to bend on the table. Then tied my hands to a rod and tied my legs to the bottom portions of the table. I knew what was coming.Me: Please master fuck me slowly because my ass has not been fucked for months now, and it has become very tightMr: Shut up, you. My pants fall to the floor as she nuzzles my manhood and looks at me for a reaction. I only meet her with a smile but the animal inside me is begging for release. She leans away and starts a slow stroke on my shaft.“Is this what you wanted?” She knows damn well it is, she's testing my control.“It’s a good start.” I reply, quickly pulling my shirt off over my head, a distraction to keep myself from overthinking. Her smirk shows she accepts the unspoken challenge. Without breaking eye contact she. My problem is every morning I have to start all over." Obviously if you had been closet gay your kids would not have known. Your husband probably wouldn't tell you, even if you left him for a chick." Rosie was laughing at that point. She seemed to be accepting it and getting into it."So even if you were a lez slut, I will still have to seduce you?" she suggested."Exactly, I still have to be convinced to do it, even if I have done it a thousand times previously," I said."Okay, I can get into.