I told her I’m all alone in my room as my friends outside. We were chatting and suddenly she came and sat near to me started to hold me.My heart bea...t raised thinking about her and she signaled me that she wants to sleep here. I said ok and she told me I can also on the bed as she is having no problem. I said fine and I started to sleep but I turned to her side and I’m enjoying the beauty while sleeping, she holds my hand and started to sleep.My heart raised by the touch of her and she body was. . I shall return this evening a widow, for today my husband hangs, hangs for his crimes against women ... and hangs for my pleasure!” The black uniformed dresses of the women, shimmered as they applauded heartily, many of them noting with satisfaction, the way Wentworth bucked on his knees and poked the symbol of his defeated masculinity high, at the sheer bliss in his wife’s tone; he feared the grip of the rope, but the absolute dominance of her promise, and her pleasure in it, thrilled his. My cock immediately became rock hard. Mistress Jean noticed and commented, judging by your reaction, you may very well be slave material.We headed back to the main area of the dungeon and Mistress Jean asked if I was ready to play. I replied, yes. She said that we would start out slow with her asking me a lot of questions to assure my safety and the standard green, yellow, red safe words would apply. First Mistress put a leather hood on my head. It had zippers over the eye holes and a zipper . Linda had gone to bed earlier, thinking that John and I were going to be up late. My beautiful wife was propped up on a pillow, reading one of those spicy romance novels when we came into the bedroom. The blanket was pulled up to her waist, leaving the huge mounds of her naked tits exposed. I heard the sharp intake of breath from John, as he caught sight of Linda’s huge tits. “Tom!” Linda gasped, trying to hide her big jugs behind her book. “What’s going on?” “You keep telling me to bring you.