I figured that maybe if wehad sex with someone else it might add some variety to our sex life." "I didn't know there was anything wrong with our sex ...ives. We've beendoing it on a regular basis and you seem to be enjoying it." "That just it, we do it on a regular basis. All the spontaneity is gone. There isn't the magic we had together when we were first married." "Look I am thirty six years old, working part time and raising two kids.I don't have the time or energy to be spontaneous. She had to act like His lady and not some cum-craving cock worshiping slut. Well, maybe later, back home. If she was a good girl. But what was the point of being a good girl when she so desperately wanted to be bad for Him.The wine was good. So was the food. Eat faster, she mentally urged Him. Let’s do this and then go back to your place and you can tie me up and fuck me silly. Or make me bend over the kitchen table. Let me kneel in front of you and worship your cock. Anything, everything. Just. The book had it wrong. She's missing a soul." A soul. Well, that's too bad. Its not like you're likely to find anextra one of those laying around." But I have found a soul. Yours."And then the world went black.**********Next thing I knew, I was gasping for air and coughing up water at thesame time.Vic was looking down at me, and he had what looked like an oxygen maskin his hand, ready to apply it to my face.I waved it away, though, and finally managed to breathe properly , whichgave me an. They were to be worn and enjoyed. He took a polished wood box from a drawer. It had a glass top and spaces inside for multiple watches. He fit the watches into the spaces and closed the lid. The box went next to the tray that held his keys and spare change.A small magnetic key placed against a specific point on shelving in the middle of the wall released a lock. The entire six-foot panel swung out of the way on silent bearings. Behind the panel was a refrigerator sized safe with a digital pad.