That’s where she spent the rest of the week. There or on Grant’s office couch typing up notes on a laptop. She was his personal assistant now. Left with little choice but to work for him. As he had planned. Ian gave the swarthy client a tentative smile as he took the man’s empty cup. Grant had left him waiting in reception while he finished a call. “You may go in now, sir.” The sissy informed him. Ian could just barely see his wife as the door opened. She was naked and bent over Grants desk. Her ass toward the door. Her wrists and ankles spread and tied the the wooden desk. He shivered when he heard the swarthy man chuckle as he unbuckled his belt. Then the door closed. Soon Ian winced when he heard the sharp CRACK! of the belt through the door. His wife’s desperate cries over and over in response as she was abused. Unbidden, his tiny sissy bump got hard. This was the way it should be. Him, alone and humiliated in women’s lingerie. While real men played with his toys. Played rough. Probably breaking them. “You know I love you dearly.” Wendy assured her wonderful husband. They snuggled together after indian failing to make tender, normal love. Ian had ended up going down on her and gave Wendy an orgasm, but they couldn’t get his little prick hard. Wendy grinned at her husband. “It’s probably for the best. This pathetic nothing has never satisfied me anyway.” She flicked his little sissy bump. Nothing like that had ever happened with Brad. “This”, she replied, and thrust his phone screen in his face. Her zipper rasped as I ripped them open. His mom visibly relaxed. She was in touching distance now and I could smell the wine again as she reached out and ran her fingers down my hairy chest and across my abs to my belly button which was wet with sweat. She dutifully slipped her mouth around his swollen purple head and slid her lips down to his balls. That requirement is in case I might accidentally drive past a school or playground or hospital or public park or whatever. Eventually she shook her self and blinked rapidly several times. Of course she wanted grandchildren but not yet, her daughter had so much to look forward to. They’re convention nerds, and well, I guess they know their place. She was a strong pacifist. It really brought us closer together; not just physically, but emotionally, as well.” She but she pulled up her skirt, and I could see she was wearing pantyhose, but no panties. Tina couldn't see any of this, but she could feel the temperature rising in her box. I sent Scarlett a text telling her that I’d get something from Zern’s for dinner and that I had good news to share. So did I.” Her eyes were closed, her chest rising and falling evenly, she was still out. We orally pleasured each other until I felt her pussy begin to fuck my face. Then he drew back and slid in again. “You know, I always, like, fancied you a bit.” The light pooled around her chest wound, seeped into the bloody cavern, and began to move pieces of her back together. I knew he was about to cum. I’m sorry but I’m just not ready to do this.” The rest of the day she didn’t answer her phone or texts. My cock sprang from its confines and stood, unwavering and defiant, towards any moral dilemma I might have had left. Finally the trio arrived at the black female breeder. Then, the conversation changed to “what do you mean we have to work Saturday, I indian got plans”. The muscles, the working out, I did it to impress you. I roll her nipples between my fingers and give them a pinch as she purrs loudly. Oh, she was dreaming about squirrels again. As I began to soap Kelly I had to be careful. As i lapped up the bitter leftovers on his hole i could only wonder just what it was I was eating. But for now she was just marvelling at the sheer size and sturdiness of the erection while stroking it. “Do you think making decisions like that is easy?” he yelled back in my face.