Much like she was wearing now. She liked to screw in them. Always had done. She knew full well that one of the things many men fantasised over were...heels and stockings. She wore full fashioned seamed stockings now. Heels, stockings a suspender belt and nothing else. Her designer slip dress lay on the floor by the poolside as did her black lace bra and panties. Domina had the looks and body for sin. Pert thirty 34C breasts, now being pawed at by the eager man sat astride her on the pool. Well, Mr. Dickhead got it, and it’s long since been time that I shared my ass with my loving husband. You rode in, just like the sheriff in some western, just in time to save my day. You had planned ahead, like the old medic you are, so that if he got the drop on you, your knife could save the day. You had bugged the bedroom, so that you would have enough information to figure out what was happening. You didn’t explode, when you saw me sucking him off, you harnessed your cold fury, to get. When he returns he blind folds me. I feel some cold steel or metal stuff around my cock and balls, then what feels like a cold metal shaft going around my cock, it’s just a fraction smaller than my puny cock. A click noise? What was that? I knew I didn’t have to ask what it was as Master said ?you now have a chastity device on, you will not cum or get hard without permission anymore, is that clear?? ?Yes Sir, I will not cum or get hard without permission.? Master commands ?good slut, I’ve been. Be assured, though, that in any case Candy and I are not getting back together."After the nurse left I fell asleep for a couple of hours. When the nurse's aide came to serve me lunch I saw that Candy was standing there staring at me. From the look on her face she had run into Gerald and heard what I'd had to say about her.She came over and sat on the edge of the bed. "I screwed up, didn't I, Charlie?" I looked away for a moment then looked back at her, curious about what she would say. "It was.