His friend with themeaty hands pulls mine out of my hoodie pouch and then shoves a handinside."Fuck off you perv," I shout at him, hoping against hope...to stop him. Itdoesn't work; he's already holding the skirt.He grabs my arm haling me off, I see his friend grinning at me like thecat that got the mouse. Oh shit, I am for it now.My hands are handcuffed behind my back and I am sat on a bench in awindowless room looking at a bank of monitor screens. I notice ruefullythat one of the monitor's. .I could doeverything that I was not supposed to do..I could be completely freeto... gasp!..demand sex now, I could expect to be fulfilled, I couldrightly expect my wife to do his duty every night to pleasure me, to putmy sexual needs above his and Mike was free to do such feminine things,to touch me in ways that he didn't as a man, to use his body, his handsand his mouth ... in ways that I never allowed him to do as ahusband...to feel that it was his duty as my wife to give pleasureinstead of. More

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