The curtains made the room dark and the television glowed without a picture. From a corner he spoke."Strip, asshole and come over here." I was getting... used to doing what I was told with these people because there was a threat but also I was thrilled.With my clothes off and my cock standing straight out, I felt my way into the darkened corner that was barely lit by the TV screens. As I sat, his wife's voice came from the TV. On a 52 inch plasma screen, sitting with her legs wide apart, her. Being a woman in England at this time meant that if I didn't have ahusband I had nothing. I was unable to get any employment. No means tosupport myself. I could not legally have possessions, money or propertyin my name. I had to find a husband and a husband was provided for mewhen I asked. Luckily, he knew who and what I was, and accepted it.The marriage took place in the cathedral. The vows were said, I acceptedhis ring and that night I was consummated in one of the most humiliatingevents of. That was a new delight for me. I had heard about a video phone chat service for lovers - this was before the explosion of video conferencing that we've all learned to hate - and suggested we try it. Let me just say it was incredibly exciting to watch each other masturbate on the computer screen. Sean loved it when I fucked myself with a dildo during the show. I loved watching his juices shoot out when he came.But after each episode, I would say, "I wish that cock was inside me for real."And. Feeling my cock slide a bit deeper inside her ass, myhead was pounding so strongly from the sexual excitement I wasexperiencing that I didn't notice she had started rocking back andforth. Just enough to keep coaxing my shaft further and further into hertunnel. Slowly, steadily, I felt myself nudging inside this treat shehad given to me.My fingers were getting coated with the release of her own pleasures asmy trek into her virgin tightness went on. It was obvious she wasnearing orgasm so I.