James was at a loss for words. She’s insatiable! This thing is completely inside her and she wants ‘more’ ! He pulled it out of her, slid it in again. It was easily eight, nine inches long, and she took the whole thing! “Oh Master, I’m your whore, make me come. Fuck my hole.”
John was so proud of his wife as she urged her Toy on, so nasty, so slutty, so fucking hot.
She rode it as he barely held onto the end. John knew she was trash-talking for his benefit, spurring James on to bigger and better things. She was completely in charge….and the Master didn’t have a clue.
James didn’t want to sound mean and “demanding”, and he was still uncomfortable calling her a bitch or a whore, or other nasty names. This “Master” business is tough! All he could think to do was give short orders. Mary wanted to get hold of that dick again.

John drank more champagne and beat his meat. Let’s get this show on the road, Mr. Passive Little Dick.

James withdrew it inch by inch, enjoying the view of the pink pussy lips of this beautiful woman spread around the black giant. He tasted it. “Get on your hands and knees on the bed, and let’s see that ass lift up high. Spread those legs, too – I want to see your whore-box wide open!”
Jesus, she thought, did he really call it a whore-box?! Mary struggled to not laugh.
He licked the juice on the dildo as she moved onto the bed. She met John’s eyes briefly, winked hard and ran her tongue over her lips at him as he continued to masturbate. The marrieds held a silent conversation.
I’m having fun, baby.
I know you are, hon.

She took her new position, dress still on. Mary’s shapely butt now faced her husband’s chair, and she pulled her dress up over her back. Spread her legs, laid her head down on her arms with her butt raised in open invitation. Wide open now — Fuck me, James! Come fuck me, one and all. A dozen Japs, My Friend Flicka, Rin Tin Tin, a fucking boa constrictor, a construction-worker gangbang — I don’t care… She hoped the cam was catching all of this. She squeezed her ass cheeks together, then reached back and pulled them apart, tightened and opened her sphincter to the camera and her husband.

James had removed his pants, shirt too. He had long gotten over being naked in John’s presence. My beautiful bitch now, look at that lovely butt stuck up in the air, all for me.
He rummaged in the bag on the bed, pulled out a pair of shiny silver handcuffs and tossed them near her. She froze, and with a sudden intake of breath shouted “NO! No handcuffs! You can’t tie me down!” James froze too, startled. Oops. He quickly picked them up and tossed them across the room.
Only one way to get back now — his prick throbbing, he knelt on the bed at her face and pushed himself into her mouth again, pissing a quick hard dose into his Slave. Like an addiction, a sexual circuit deep inside her completed the electrical contact when the liquid hit, and she shuddered, totally at his command as her body tripped over again into a brief spasm. Jesus, he did it again! And I came! She spasmed as she sucked hard and didn’t want him to pull out…he took it away from her as she swallowed. “There, bitch, how do you like that!” he said, hoping John would just see it as face-fucking “punishment” for refusing the handcuffs.

Shit! My body just takes over when he does that! This is his Game with me, she thought, and he knows that John doesn’t know he’s doing this. Gotta give the guy some credit. Why does this just jolt me so much? Holy fuck!

James took himself away from her, a further punishment. Moved over near John and took the champagne bottle, drank from it heartily now. His erection glistened from Mary’s mouth and their little secret. He poured another for John. Stroking himself next to Mary’s husband, who was still busy with his own cock. Boy, this is like some guy jackoff club right now!
James said, “Doesn’t my Slave have a beautiful ass?”
“I love it,” said John, “especially when she spreads her cheeks and shows what she’s hiding inside.” “How about her pussy – it’s so red and wet now.