Understood?”“Yes,” I replied.Then he turned to my wife.“You will do anything that I say for the remainder of the night. Understand?”Relucta...ntly, my wife shook her head in defeat. With that, he told her to go put a dress on and begin to serve us dinner.When Lindsey returned she looked fantastic. She had her hair in a pony tail and had put on a sundress that clearly defined every curve on her body. I could tell that Bill’s dick was getting hard as she approached. She sat out dinner and we. “No way.”He laughed before kissing her.“You’re not serious are you?” she asked.Bradley didn’t answer immediately. “It’s not something that I would ever expect of a woman,” he told her. “It should always be her choice on who she wants to father her child.”“And if asked?”“Well if I thought that she would be a good mother to the child then yes I would.”Dawn stayed silent for a few moments as she enjoyed the warmth of his body. “So what happened then?” she asked. “You all agreed and they stopped. “Are you starting to get the picture of what you’re in for, Jordan? I am your slut. I am your whore. I’m yours to use any time and any place. This pussy is yours. These tits are yours. Use any hole you want. I am going to make sure you are the most stress-free man in this city.”Jordan pulled Jessica against his chest, seeking her mouth with his. His tongue thrust into her mouth, instantly tasting the remnants of his semen on her tongue. It was a little shocking at first, but it quickly became. Smart, practical, realistic, etc.,” Mallory accepted with a ghost of a wink for him.“What about me? Who should I wed?” Chettur exclaimed, somewhat worried all of the sudden.“Neha. She’s my slave, though, so accept that you’ll always play second fiddle to me. You should get a girlfriend or two on the side. Even so, it helps for public appearances if Neha is married to another man. It’s best if the general public doesn’t know that she’s my slave, at least not until it’s ready to accept things..