That night, my master had kept teasing me, getting me aroused without ever really getting into it or letting me come down. I had an idea he meant to have me in lust for something, but did not try
“I shouldn’t be doing this.” I shook my head as his lips traveled over my neck. All I could think about was my husband. But I felt no pain in my heart. All I could feel was the heat
My master was taking me to the movies. As usual, he had picked my outfit, laid it out for me, and I complied. Mid-thigh red skirt, stockings and garter belt. Au cupless bra beneath a red blouse of
