She had spoken respectfully and her question showed that she was beginning to consider the impact of the decisions she made about appearance and behav...our on those around her. It was a statement that deserved a positive response."What do you think would be appropriate?" I replied.Nicola looked thoughtful for a moment. "I suppose," she said, with agreeable uncertainty, and careful consideration, "that it would be something to please my husband and those he seeks to influence." I nodded. Thrusts between your silk legs. Echoes of our panting. Our obscene act in a white room. Your beautiful soft round breasts moving freely against the square boring but strong tiles. Your nails in my back, making me almost curse the room with my ruby blood. My strong hand around your obedient neck, making your almost ruby head clash with the walls. Every little drop helped the tower thrust inside the cave. Every intense mix of warm bodies and water against the cold air and walls helped the cave. I blushed deep red, then Sammi found the exact spot and rhythm for my G-spot, and I shivered again. Then the egg’s vibrations sped up, as the oscillations increased in speed and strength.In any other universe, I would have cum a long time ago. In any other universe, I would have had difficulty not cumming, and no one would have be able to stop me.But I wasn’t in those universes. I was in the one where Sir had programmed my subconscious to prevent me from cumming until I got his permission, no. " As you might imagine, it was devastating. However, I knew why he did it. I don't know if I wouldn't have done the same thing if I were going through what he was going through." I never knew that," I said."I said I understood, I didn't say I approved, and I didn't want to give you any more encouragement while you were that fragile," she said sternly. "Anyway." She smiled at Sheila. "Having gone through that, I hope you can understand why I get a bit emotional at seeing him this happy." Yeah,".