Meeting Sharna

That night we had dinner early and went back round to Daryl’s place with several bottles of wine.

I knocked while only wearing a long trench, and shortly after, the door opened. Behind it, there was a completely naked black woman. “I’m Sharna. You must be Kimmie and Mark.”

“Holy shit,” Mark said, with the subtly of a bull in heat.

“Maybe you should just start rutting in the doorway,” I joked.

Mark smiled, “Oh, I would like to wait until I want watch you be munched upon by ants.”

Sharna stepped away from the door, “So it’s true? Daryl has been trying to get me to try out his bugs for years. I can’t believe he finally convinced some slut to do it.”

I smiled at her, “Yeah, Mark kind of offered me up.”

She closed the door after we stepped in. “Daryl is downstairs, getting things ready.”

She stepped past us and led us to the basement door. “Daryl, they are here. I hope the ants are hungry.”

I couldn’t help but moan at the suggestion.

Downstairs was elaborately set up. There were tanks of ants and other animals, as well as some bondage gear attached to the wall. Manacles crosses etc. “Kimmie, Mark. Again thank you for letting me use your girlfriend for this. It’s going to be hot,” Daryl greeted us.

I held up my hand and smiled, “Fiancée now. I hope that doesn’t bother you?”

Daryl smiled, so yesterday, you let your girlfriend get tortured through a glory hole before proposing to her?”

Mark smiled, “Wait till you see her other ring.”

I took my trench coat off and let it fall to the floor, and stepped closer to Daryl. “Look at the engraving,” I said.

He knelt and sucked my nipple quickly before looking at the words. “Well, you’re not married yet, so does that me I get an IOU?”

I looked over my shoulder to see Sharna helping Mark get undressed, “I’m sure that can be arranged. But for now, where do you want me?”