The following evening we got back to the hotel and went to our rooms. I checked my e-mail and started to down load a video. By the time I had finish bathing the film had started to run. There was a knock at the door. I let Sara in. She took me in her arms and kissed me as soon as the door was shut. “Dinner or bed first?” she asked. Looking at my laptop before I could answer, she added, “Do you like that?” There was a woman strapped to a bed and two more women cutting her clothing off. A man in a Dracula cloak looked on. “It was an e-mail attachment.” I told her, dead pan as possible. “Can you restart it?” she asked. “Who sent it to you?” “My wife.” I told her as I restarted the video. We sat on the bed, as the woman was strapped to the bed and her clothing cut from her, and the guy fucked all the women, Sara sat there. When it ended all she said was, “Shame about the blouse.” Then she added “If I was strapped up like that you could do anything to me. Anything you wanted. Start it again.” I did and she pulled her top off. She sat there, a strapless bra, a respectable blue skirt, just past the knees, stocking, four inch heels and a silk scarf. As the woman on the video entered the room Sara pulled the scarf from her neck. She held out her arms, her hands together. The scarf held in her up turned palms. It was a good five feet long and the ends reached for the ground. “Please”. I took the scarf, and she lay back on the bed placing her hands by the cast iron bed head. I tied her hands to it with the ends of the scarf. There was no way to strap her legs, but it was only fantasy. I could hear the video, “Are you my woman?” and I repeated it. “Yes” Sara repeated the video. I reached under her and undid her bra. Her boobs spread just a little to the side. Hard swollen nipples sat amid dark brown discs forming two peaks on two small mountains. I sucked at her nipple. Then pinched it firmly in my hand as I kissed her, she kissed back. She was enjoying it. The video was getting ahead of us. I un-zipped her skirt and pulled it away from her. She lifted herself to help me. I removed her shoes. A black suspender belt held up stockings they had to go. Now all that remained were black knickers, small, hiding her trimmed fanny. I took hold of her knickers and pulled at them. She lifted herself again. I pulled her knickers down her legs, keeping my hands in full contact with her legs all the way down. When I reached her ankles, I gripped them, pulled her down the bed. It was the first time she was shocked. On the video the man was shagging the strapped down woman. I parted her legs. “Are you my woman?” I asked her. “Yes.” she told me. I was behind the video again; I dropped by bath robe behind me. She had left her legs wide apart. Her pussy open, a small black triangle of thick fur surrounding it. I lay on top of her, held myself above her with my arms. I felt her warm cunt on the tip of my cock. I pushed into her. I kissed her. She kissed back. On the video, they were fucking. On the bed we were fucking. Normally I would move, but her hands in the iron bedstead; I had to be careful. Just fucking her was what she wanted, but I could do anything to her, she had said so. I was going to stretch her. Oh I should not have started thinking about that. I came into her. It was a shock, so soon so quick. I was still deep in her when I told her. “I am going to do to you what I want to. Tell me to stop if you want me to. Are you my woman?” “Yes” I lay across the bed on by knees. Her legs open, I licked her cunt. I kissed her tit, leaving our juices on her. Then my hand rubbing it into her tit I licked more spunk from her cunt. I swallowed cum and pussy juice. Abandoning her tit I pulled her hood back with my hand. My tongue played her clit, hunting for a spot. I still had a free hand; my right hand went into her pussy, right inside and up her cunt. Wet and easy. I raised her clit from inside her cunt, her hood was back, her please was in my mouth. I sucked at her. Held her between my lips and quickly flicked my tongue over the tit. She called out, but it was not to stop. “I’m cumming, don’t stop, please more. MORE. I need more.” I did not stop, even when she had cum. She started moving. Still I did not stop. Only when her movement made it impossible fro me to play her clit did I stop. Then only to push my cock make into her. She was almost cumming again when I started the shag her again. I hammered her cunt till I came again. That was not until she came twice more. I was going to do just what hand happened on the video, push my hand up her cunt. I never. I got my phone out and started taking pictures. Still she did not complain. Face pictures, full frontals, close up of her tits, cunt. Them I pushed my cock into her, only part way, then snap. I put the phone to one side. I started at her again. Even in the cool room we started to sweat. I moved easy over her slippery body. She came but I stopped short. I needed the cum. I pulled out, my left hand working my sticky cock, I sat astride her. The camera in my right, I set it to video and started to film. I came white cum into her black hair. I sat forward still a bit left for her lips. I ran my hand along my cock. Forcing the last drop out; Sara opened her mouth. Her tongue flicked out. It was difficult to keep my cock over her head. She was close to the wall. “Shall I order room serves? Perhaps the waiter will want to fuck you?” I suggested. “I will have what you have.” She answered. It was only after I had ordered and I put the phone down that she asked me to let her get up.