He was firm and in control withoutbeing a dick, and he was basically putting me through the most epic roleplay scene ever. At least on paper, he was e...erything I'd ever wantedfrom a dominant man in my life.Still, that was always pretend and I never thought it would ever beanything more than pretend. Part of what made it great was the fact thatit was just a part of my imagination. Could the real thing ever even comeclose to matching the fantasy? Well, so far, actually, it kind of had.And my. } {Kitten?} {Yes.} {What does Dave want?} {He wants a woman who will defer to him in all things, treat him like he’s the most important thing in the world and be willing to do anything he asks.} {He wants a slave?} {I think so, but it never feels like that when we are around him. It feels like he wants to protect us and let us be us while being whatever he asks us.} {Kitten, that doesn’t make sense.} {I know. That’s why we just don’t do anything when we’re around him.} A car drove slowly along. Weil sie den Schweiss so gut aufsaugt. Ich meinte am ganzen Koerper zu dampfen,denn die Heizung lief auf vollen Touren. Wohlig schmatzte ich auf dem Knebel herum und versuchte es mich etwas bequemer hinzusetzen. Ich fuehlte mich wie in der Sauna, die Sachen klebten mir am Leibe. Noch war die Waerme auszuhalten, denn die Daunen Schlafsacks schafften ein angenehmes Klima. Die Steppjacke hatte ich mir zum 19. Geburtstag geschenkt. Und schon bei der Anprobe im Geschaeft wurde ich ganz feucht im. " he smiled.Brian ordered us a cocktail and asked for the menu, when it came he put it to one side and looked at me."Happy anniversary Anthea." he said raising his glass.I smiled happily and took a sip of my drink, then Brian became serious and I wondered what was coming."Before we order darling," he began "we need to talk about us."My heart sank, all this had been to soften the blow when he asked for a divorce, and I felt tears brimming in my eyes and blinked them back."I love you Anthea,".