Chapter 8: Are You Sure?

The move to Oklahoma did not change things much. Max, Susan, and I still got together once a month. We chatted back and forth on Messenger almost daily. Those exchanges always had some type of sexual overtone whether implied or overt. It was during one of those chats that our relationship took a different course.

Until now, our relationship was strictly MFM. I fucked Susan while Max watched; or Max would fuck his wife as I watched; or we would all play together at the same time. We had been playing together for almost seven years now and however enjoyable it was, it was also becoming rather boring. Every time we got together, the scene was always the same. That is why, during one of my chats with Max, he said something that intrigued me. “You know”, he said, “My wife has really become a slave to your cock.” This statement piqued my interest. I had always had a fantasy about having a sex slave that would do anything I told her to do. So, my response to Max was, “Would you like to see your wife become my sex slave. To have me become her Master. To have her as my sex slave to do with her and to her as I wished.” Max’s immediate answer was YES.