My name is Suggi and I am a young widow. I have never told my former co-worker that I am in love with him. We are friends, but he does not know that I love him. He is married with teenage children. I think about him every day. I fantasize about meeting him at a hotel near a shopping mall while his wife is away at work. I picture myself with him in the hotel room, taking off my clothes in front of him, and offering to be his sex slave for four hours. I don't like pain, and yet I am willing to submit obediently to anything he desires, even if I must endure pain and humiliation, because I want to give him control, pleasure, and satisfaction. He could tie my wrists to the headboard of the bed, and then he could fuck me anally and vaginally, going back and forth between my holes, cumming multiple times in each, and using my body however he wished for four hours. He could fist me anally and vaginally. He could fuck my throat and make me puke repeatedly while I suck his shaft. He could piss into my mouth and throat, forcing me to swallow an entire load from his bladder. He could use his leather belt to severely whip my buttocks and thighs, delivering 100 lashes to me just to satisfy his whim.