She sits in the darkness, the leather from the hotel chair cold on her bare bottom, staring at the brightly lit area around the bed. The three cameras aimed at the bed, the lights so bright that the rest of the room might as well not be there. It would be odd her sitting here wearing a red satin under bust corset, black sheer opera gloves, fish net stockings, and 8 inch heels. It would be odd on its own given the addition of a collar with the engraving "wife slut" written in it and leash lying on the bed.
Now this was not the oddest part in her mind. Not at all, her slim 26 year old body told her. She looked down at her breasts, her nipples perky from the cold, a silver cross lying between them. Then she looked at her hands the long gloves, perfectly smooth except for her wedding ring and engagement ring had been slipped on top.
Her husband had demanded that she wore the rings, he wanted everything the way he dreamed. Only two concessions she was able to get from him. The fact that she will wear a leather eye mask and this man must wear a condom to protect her fertile womb. He was so angry about the condom he wanted a cream pie and the fear of her carrying another man's child. He shouted he would get even for this concession.
Even her submissive Christian nature would not go that far. She was raised to follow her husband's demands, just like her mother did, no matter what he demanded. She saved herself for this dirty old man, and had only given him her must sacred of treasures. After three years that wasn't enough he wanted more.
So she gave in slowly. Kinky clothing and role-play at first that slowly became more public. Then allowing him to post images and videos of her, but always with the mask. Having men send back pictures of their cum all over her images. She would have to go further every time because each step only satisfied his perverted fantasies for a short while.
This is what he wanted all along, her dressed like a slut doll waiting for a stranger to control her. A stranger she had never met, talked to or even saw a picture. She was so powerless all of her clothing, keys, phone and wallet were behind the door to the connected room where her husband sat, watching the video monitor. At least she was not going to give him the pleasure of letting him watch her while this man showed up in person.
Click!
She heard it, the sound of the key card unlocking the door. Then he pushed open the door the blinding light obscured his body and the door closed enclosing the area outside of the spot light in darkness. His deep voice sung out "I can smell you Fox."
She delayed to remember that is her name to him. She quickly stammered to the dark shadow "Yes sir... I am here in the shadows."
"Please enter the light so I may see you," he said with a friendly order but it was still an order.
She stood up, her small 5'1 body supported by the giant 8 inch heels. She slowly walked into the light where it blinded her for a second. She looked back where the silhouette had been but had lost all her night vision. She then heard from beyond the bright boundary. "You are more stunning then I thought. Part of me feared your husband gave me an old or fake photo. So I will be your second cock Fox?"
"Yes sir, the only cock I have ever had was my husbands little cock."
"You only say that because you know you want him too. After you see my cock, you will call his a penis."
She heard the voice coming closer and closer as he talked. Then a moment of silence, then like stepping out from behind a curtain he stepped into the light. He was a massive man, over 6'5, built like a Greek god and black. She fell back on the bed a little shocked by this sight. This must be her punishment from her sick and twisted husband. A punishment that if anything went wrong she could carry a black baby in her womb.
The man's deep voice came out "You will call me Master Eli/ Do you understand Fox?"
He kept walking over to her slowly removing his suit jacket and tie then his shirt. She looked up at him, "Yes Master Eli."
She was so confused as the man undressed to his boxers and handed her the leash and collar. Then he stated "You will put this on Fox."
She did as told attaching the leash then collar all the while looking at his massive muscles and stature. Then she presented him with her leash, he grabbed it briskly and pulled her face toward him. He kissed her deeply his lips slowly opening her and she accepted. Then she felt his massive finger lightly touching her wet slit. Moving up and down then flicking her clit over and over again. She broke the kiss to moan out load. Slightly pushing her hips forward.
"Do you like that Fox?"
"Yes Master, I dooooooo," She moans as the finger slowly increases in speed.
"Does your husband play as well with your clit Fox?"
