I let go of a lot and worked at what Jack wanted me to be…all his. I worked even harder at the one thing that I wasn’t…female…I wanted to look...good for him whenever we went out. In my way, I wanted him to be proud of me, I was his bitch. Both of the guys are right. So…both of the guys are right. I was also becoming totally submissive in my role of, wanting to be barefoot and pregnant. He had me quit my job after a while. He started giving me a monthly ‘allowance’ but also paid for everything.. "Then there were the true submissive's in the harder core films. They would do the tougher shots like having their elbows bound together during a hogtie sequence, nipple clamps with weights, suspension bondage? well you get the idea." "Yes, I did date some of those ladies and yes, I did tie a number of them up during our relationships", he told me softly. "But it also never got this far? being with them was like trying to fit that proverbial square peg into the round whole. Sooner or later the. Just before doing so however she spotted the bright pink heart shapedgemstone blocking the way to Marcy's butt hole. "What's the meaning ofthis Marcy? Why are you wearing a butt plug? A vibrating one at that, nowonder you are so overly horny," Linda asked sternly."I... It's because I am a sissy butt slut. I love having my butt filled,"Marcy lied mortified over admitting such outrageously embarrassingthings. She was so horny though and she hoped Linda would just get thatplug out and get her off.. All along even in the tonga she kept discussing about it in hushed tone. Her face was almost flushed & she appeared to come into her element since she kept brushing her hands on my cock. I knew I was in for a good fuck session but I would prefer having sex after knocking a couple of drinks. My wife would never ever allow me to drink in the house but somehow that day no sooner we entered our house she gave me the permission to buy a gin quarter saying she too would like to experience how it felt.