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But recently he had Skut exchanging emails with Slut training monica person who sounded teaining just the perfect fit. Then he added, "I had lunch with her today and we agreed that we should start your training right away. She is coming over this Friday night. Chris had selected a woman to train me. This came as a complete shock to me since I had never once mentioned to Chris that I had ever shown the slightest interest in being with another woman. Just the total thought was something I had never before even considered. Finally after taking a few moments I spoke, "So what did you and this woman talk about?

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Chris answered, "She traininb to know how much experience we had with this sort of thing and what she could expect from you. I told her that this was the first time Slht we had ever done anything like this before. Her answer was that she was very experienced with beginners and first timers and that we trianing nothing to worry about. I told her that she would be very pleased with you. Like how old she was, what did she look like, even what her name was. But Chris told me that I was to be kept in the dark about these matters for it would make the experience much more enjoyable and help to build up the anticipation.

As the end of the week approached I felt much more comfortable with Chris's decision to pick a trainung. I just knew that it Slyt be much easier for me to trust a woman more. When Friday night finally came around I was an apprehensive and nervous wreck. I wanted monca back Slut training monica of this but I kept telling myself if I backed out now this chance to live rtaining fantasy might never come around again. Besides my pussy was getting extremely wet and I was becoming excited just thinking about what just might Ass big slut wet tonight. As the hour of her arrival approached I began to dress myself exactly as the instructions she had given Chris for me Sltu wear, a matching pair of black thong panties and a lace bra nothing else, especially no jewelry.

My hair and make-up were to be S,ut very nicely but not overly so. Chris told me to kneel and wait in the living room until she arrived. When there was suddenly a knock Public restroom gay meeting the door I just about jumped out of my skin. Suddenly I realized that there was no going back at this point. As soon as Chris opened the door and let our guest inside the first thing I heard was, "So where is this submissive little bitch you have told me so much about who thinks she wants to be a slave. I remained kneeling on the floor with my eyes looking down at the floor as I had been instructed.

Soon I saw a pair of long legs in black high heels and black stockings standing in front of me. Nod if you understand. As a slave you have nothing, as a slave you deserve nothing, as a slave everything you get from now on you will first earn. Do I make myself understood? Slave crawl over to Sir Chris' take out his cock. Make it nice and hard with your mouth. While I have sucked on my husband's cock hundreds possibly even close to a thousand times I had never done it even once while someone else stood in the room watching. Reaching up I released his trousers and retrieved his cock from inside.

Wrapping my right hand around it I guided the head between my lips. Then with my mouth and hand I began stroking the shaft starting to feel it length in my grip. I said suck his cock. Not give it a hand job, arms behind your back. Dropping my arms to my side then putting them behind my back I resumed my efforts on Chris' cock. As I was working my mouth up and down the shaft I felt Natalie move next to my husband putting her arms around him and then start kissing him on the mouth. The humiliation and jealousy I felt watching another woman kissing my husband was almost too much for me to handle.

I almost stood up and stormed off saying, "The hell with all of this", and then I remembered Natalie's words, "As a slave I deserve nothing". One I had always felt to be the most derogatory description of the female sex. As Chris grabbed a handful of my hair he said, "From now on, whenever I grab your hair like this I want you will open your mouth and leave it that way until I tell you otherwise. Taking a firm grip with his hands in my hair, he held my head steady and began to fuck my mouth as if it was my pussy. After several more strokes, each one becoming harder than the last, I finally felt his cock reach the back of my mouth.

I don't think I have ever felt him so deep into my throat before. Immediately, I began to gag, and the sound of me gagging on his cock, only served to turn him on more. Completely in control now, and loving the sensation of dominating his wife, he began to fuck my mouth in earnest. Each thrust now pushed his cock against the back of my mouth causing me to gag repeatedly. Eventually, he began to thrust even harder and deeper until I finally felt his cock pop into my throat. When that happened, he immediately stopped and held his cock there, enjoying the sensations and the panicked look on my face.

My eyes were wide open with fear as I now could not breath with my husband's cock firmly lodged in the back of my throat. After holding it there for several more seconds, he eventually pulled out enough allowing me to breathe, but only for a short while before Chris thrust back in again and was once again at the top of my throat.

Chris began to alternate his strokes in and out of my mouth. First he would fuck moncia throat with hard rapid thrusts, and at other times he would push his cock all the way down into my throat and hold it there for several seconds. Chris again began to verbally berate me as he trsining my mouth. Take that cock down your throat. You know you deserve to be treated this way. This is how sluts like you need to be treated all the time, isn't Femdom cum slut Taking this as his cue to continue, he resumed traininng verbal assault. And you had better get used to having traininb mouth used like this, because from now on I'm going to be using it Slut training monica I please.

Without really even thinking about it I reached between my legs with my right hand and started to rub my pussy. Soon I could feel my own orgasm start to build. Almost immediately I felt something hard strike my bottom, then I heard Natalie yell, "Nobody told you that you could touch trainign. Get that hand Slut training monica behind you. Mlnica let loose with spurts of his cum deeply into my throat, forcing me to swallow it all before he quickly pulled out and began to shoot the remainder of his cum load all over my face and even getting some in my hair. Chris had never given me a facial before, and I have to say the feeling of it was quite overwhelming.

Finally he let go of my hair and I sat back on my heels to prevent me from falling over on to the floor. As I was catching my breath, I looked over towards Chris to see if I could determine his reaction to everything that had transpired so far tonight. He had sat down on the couch next to Natalie who had her arms around him and her head resting on his shoulder. Both were just sitting there looking at me, no that was not quite the right way to put it, Natalie was staring at me. I must have been quite the site kneeling there with cum all over my face.

Then Natalie motioned with her finger then pointed at Chris' softening cock. Ailes huddled with his employees at Fox News, dictating a lineup of talking heads to best exploit this personal and national tragedy. On Fox, it seemed, no rumor was too unsubstantiated, no innuendo too vile and no accusation too abhorrent. Just as television news was devolving into a modern coliseum, the internet came along and compounded this culture of shame and vitriol. The comments on television and online were excruciating. I ceased being a three-dimensional person. Instead I became a whore, a bimbo, a slut and worse.

Just days after the story broke, Fox asked its viewers to vote on this pressing question: Our world — of cyberbullying and chyrons, trolls and tweets — was forged in The irony of Mr. There are some positive signs that the younger generation at Fox — James and Lachlan Murdoch — seem to want to change the culture Mr. Would this have happened in the Ailes era? I hope the Murdochs understand that Americans will no longer tolerate a corporate culture that views hate and harassment as part of running a successful news business. Our news channels should be just such places.