She stares deeply into my eyes.I almostforget the pain."Does the whipping hurt my poor little slavegirl?" She coos softly."Harder!" She harshly comman...ds the other two Dommes."Its so unfair. You give me pleasure and receive only pain." She sayssympathetically. "Faster!" she admonishes the others.Finally she raises her hand and stops the beatings-my ass feels aflame andred and welted. I try to regain my breath and to be silent, lest I invitefurther punishment."She makes a pretty good lezzie-maid,. Then she began crying. It was the first time that I was ever in doubt of my wife’s sanity. Then her sobs turned into laughter and she yelled, “I need cock, where the fuck are you guys?” Then she picked up her phone and quickly tapped out a message that I imagined was the text version of what she had just yelled and hit send.She then got up off the bed and walked into her office. From my new vantage point, all I had to do was turn around as the viewing slit to her office was right behind me. As. Tum bhi chalo.” Main thoda sharma raha tha. Maine kaha, “Main kya karunga?” Par aunty ne mujhe saath chalne ke liye convince kar liya aur mujhe bhi jaana padha.Pub mein maine aunty ke saath khoob dance kiya. Aur pehli baar mere andar aunty ke liye galat khyaal aane lage. Jab hum waapas aa rahe the cab mein toh aunty mere kandhe pe sir rakh ke baithi hui thi. Kyunki unhone thodi zyaada pi li thi. Tab maine unke cleavage dekha aur turant hi mera lund hard ho gaya.Jaise taise karke maine control. I was, and am, pretty clever, so making money was never a real concern, but I realized right away I wasn’t ‘marrying material’. I was way too horny, all the time, and unable to commit to a stable, long-term relationship. And that was fine. After school I worked for several years with a major firm doing geopolitical risk analysis for multinational corporations establishing operations in emerging economies. The hours were long and involved lots of travel. Crazy amounts of travel. But the perks.