But we couldn’t help. She was in Delhi and me in Bengaluru. But thanks to technology. With its help we were satisfying each other virtually. But tha... is not equal to real life satisfaction. What do say, guys ?So we continued our virtual sex life. In the meantime, for our birthdays we gifted each other gifts. I ordered her a pair of expensive velvet thongs and brasserie. She bought me an expensive perfume. So things were going well with up to 90% satisfaction. Things started getting even more. “What’s Finn’s problem?” she asks. “I don’t know, he’s always been like that since I’ve known him. Honestly, I think he’s gay and just afraid to admit it.” She lets out a little chuckle. Her laugh is like a sonnet of angels. I could listen to it for the rest of my life. “Seriously! Notice how he always talks about girls he’s going to bang, but never actually sleeps with any of them. I know plenty of girls that would get with him just for the hell of it. And he talks about dick a lot,” I add.. I know I’d lose that battle though. I had to be taught. “Come here now, pet.” He growls lightly, I know he wants me to crawl to him. I turn to face him as I begin to crawl towards him on all fours. I’m only wearing my collar, which is required. One of Master’s rules is, whenever I’m home I’m to be naked, unless told otherwise. He sits in the only chair we had in our room. He is in fact only in his towel, he watches me crawl to him. I make my way to the chair, and I kneel before him. “Good. This is some strong wine. Learning against the counter you lean back, your breasts stretching the fabric of your blouse neatly to its limits. The hot shower was calling your name, but you needed a second to regain your footing. The wine was already getting to you. Your nipples were hard and you could feel a growing wetness between your thighs. What was in this drink you wondered. You picked up the rose once more and smiled. Had your husband really gone to all this trouble? The wine. The.