I called outfor my Master again and again, sobbing, pleading with Rick to let me go. ButRick slapped me hard across the cheek, silencing my pleadings....Shut up, slave! you are no longer HIS! Now then, Ethan, I think I'll showyou how you should have dealt with her from day one. I am not the only one whothinks she gets away with everything. Others think so too, and they think you'vegone soft. I agree with them. Now if she whines and cries like this, slap her.She shuts up right away, and isn't in a. I got up and took a long hot shower and went back to bed. When I woke, I was ready for some serious married fucking, but my wife was up and dressed and in the kitchen making coffee. "It's a beautiful day," she said, "let's take the roadster and go to the farmers' market." She preceded me to the carport, opened the roadster's passenger door and then closed it and came around to the drivers' side. "You moron!" she said, holding up a blue thong (she didn't say moron; she said something that. “Oh never mind sweetheart,” she said, bending down and kissing the top of my head, “once you get back to work at the solicitors you are going to meet some nice young man, you wait and see.”She left me to my book but as soon as the door was shut l pushed back the quilt, picked up the blue vibrator that l had tucked between my thighs. I slipped it deep into my pussy, making sure the little bird was resting against my button. I switched it on low. Clamped it in place by closing my thighs then. She began grinding her hips into mine as soon as I stood behind her. We danced closely, our hands wandering over each other. She turned and faced me, her lips near to mine. I looked at my friends, who were cheering me on. “Hey, keep your attention on me,” she said, pulling my face back to hers. “Want to go into the alley and have some fun, sexy?” she asked me.“Y..yes, I would love to,” I stuttered back, not believing this goddess was offering to have sex with me. She grabbed my hand and.