TOM'S LETTER:

  I've been fucking a married white woman named Sara for two years. She is
   quite elegant and almost haughty, which makes, of course, bringing out
    her slut side all the more enjoyable. For a while she and her husband
   have been exploring -- I think somewhat to their surprise -- a fantasy
    game of S and M, along the lines of the Story of O. They both have a
   fantasy of turning her over to another man and recently I've helped it
                   come true... Let me tell you about it.

  As prearranged, I showed up at their apartment around 10PM. Sara, Steve's
  wife, was elegantly dressed in a black cocktail dress, stockings, garter
   belt and panties. We had a bottle of champagne and then, while we were
   sitting on the couch, I leaned over to Sara and whispered that I wanted
   her to go into the other room and take off her panties and present them
   to me along with a note saying that she was mine for the evening to do
    with as I pleased. She blushed terribly when I told her this, looking
  over at Steve who was sitting across from us. But he nodded -- though he
  hadn't heard what I had ordered her to do -- and she got up and left the
    room. While she was gone, Steve put on a video tape he had made once
  before of me fucking her. This was playing when she walked back into the
  room about ten minutes later. Still looking very embarrassed, she handed
   me the panties and the note. I handed the note back to her and made her
  read it aloud, in front of her husband, so he could fully understand what
                           a hungry slut she was.

    She did it, though I thought she might start crying. I made her turn
  around and lift her dress, showing me her ass. While Steve looked on, she
   did so and then I made her spread her ass cheeks so I could better see
    her ass hole. She did it, moaning with the humiliation. Then I leaned
  forward and thrust my tongue straight into her ass. She screamed in a low
   voice and I spanked her once, very hard on the ass. My handprint glowed
   on her skin. Still licking her ass, I ran one finger down the furrow of
        her cunt. I pulled back and told Steve his wife was dripping.

              "Do you want another man's cock?" He asked Sara.

   I stuck my tongue back into her ass and she just moaned and was silent.
   He asked her again, and this time I pulled away, just teasing her cunt
     with my finger. Steve told her she would have to beg for it to get
  it...So finally she did, telling him that she wanted another man's cock,
                       wanted it terribly, right now.

   We turned her around and instructed her to lift off her dress. She did,
   hoping she was going to be fucked right away. But after she did, Steve
    walked up behind her -- she was facing me sitting on the couch -- and
  fastened a leather collar and leash around her neck. The fear in her eyes
  was beautiful. He lead her back to the bedroom while I followed. She was
  completely quiet. He hung her from a bar in the bedroom door, using wrist
        cuffs. She was hanging with just her toes touching the floor.

  Without saying a word, I sunk my cock deep into her ass. She screamed --
    a scream that turned into a moan as I began to work in and out of her
    hot, tight rectum and Steve rubbed her clit. "Do you like being used,
   like being a good little slut?" He whispered to her and she could do is
          moan and nod her head, gasping at each stroke of my cock.

  We used her all night -- both of us coming inside her twice and then the
  last time I came, I made her bring me a glass and kneel down in front of
   me as I was sitting on a couch. While she was sucking my balls I jerked
  off into the glass and then handed it to her and made her drink it while
        her husband watched. It was terrifically humiliating for her.