It was cold and there was a foot of snow on the fields. I trudged out to some of my favorite places to draw and did my best to capture the cold, desol...te feeling while keeping my gloves on and mopping my constantly running nose on my sleeve. I realized my eyes were running a lot, too, but I blamed that on the cold wind.I was supposed to be at PCAD to become an artist. I unpacked my drawings from first semester to show my appreciative parents, but as I looked at them I saw what was happening to. “Alright then. I'll get the whip.”“Yes, Mistress Jade!” Owen replied. He smiled at the wall, inches from his face.'Finally!'At last, Owen was going to get what he wanted. Their play had built slowly throughout the evening. Upon arriving, she'd ordered him to strip naked. Mistress Jade had demanded foot worship and he'd obediently licked her boots from heel to tip. She'd outfitted him with a collar and leash and walked him around on all fours. The woman in green latex had Queened him for a. It felt so good. She moaned as he started to push harder and harder until his cock had gotten between those thick, wet lips and was rubbing her clit.With a single hand he pushed her down until she was laying on the desk. Her breasts heaved as she laid there panting, feeling his dick rub harder and harder against her. Leaning forward he captured a nipple between his lips and began to suck on it. She cried out as she felt her orgasm start to build as he took her hard nipple between his teeth and. Except maybe I whispered it once or twice. It gets even stranger: Our marriage isn't consummated. We sleep in the same bed and have ever since the first day I met him ... our wedding day. I never wear anything at all in bed ... I'm stark naked. I do play a little game, though. I kiss him goodnight. During the kiss I can do anything I want above his waist. When it ends, it's over for another day. Oh, there's one more thing: We always sleep on our backs with my head on his shoulder. I snuggle as.