I said, “Mistress I am yours to command, if you want this I am happy to be there for you and your man.” She said, “good sissy, you said the righ... thing”. She told me to go up and get my large silicone butt plug and come back. I reported to her side with the big butt plug in my mouth thinking this would be a nice gesture, she said, you are not my puppy, but you are a lucky dog. She took it from my mouth and shoved it back in twisting it around, then told me to turn around so she could shove it. For a moment, she looked at me as though I was an anathema to her (I felt genuinely guilty). Then, she held my arm tightly and began to cry.Me: What’s the matter, Nisha? Is it your married life? (I asked taking a guess of course).My friend shook her head in agreement while still sobbing and trying to speak. I comforted her, and after a few minutes, she was able to talk about the problem. I listened to her problems without being captious about her condition.Nisha: My husband has lost all. The more he stroked the more pre-cum flowed freely from the swollen piss slit of his enlarged member. He speeded up his pumping and could feel the all too familiar tingling in the base of his balls that signaled his impending nut. Not wanting to cum in the green pair he so lovingly sniffed, he reached into Judy's hamper again and came up with a very shiny blue pair that he had not seen before. He loved that his mother-in-law bought new panties on a regular basis and never a cotton pair in the. He then opened up his wings and elevated without a single flap, slowly rising higher into the sky. He then pushed off the air with the muscular sails and took off across the sky, invisible to everyone below.Selene Kurland walked down the sidewalk with her eyes focused on the book of crossword puzzles in her hand. Even with her mind completely focused on figuring out a seven-letter word for “energy spreading”, she skirted through the crowds of daily commuters and the erratic flow of traffic..