The laundry basket was overflowing and the washingup was piled up on the sink. The washing had also been on the clothesairer for the last three or fo...r days and there was a pile of clotheswaiting next to the ironing board.We had a fairly traditional relationship. I was the breadwinner andRita was the housewife, save that these days we were struggling to makeends meet and Rita was going out to work a lot more than she used to.I tried to help round the house a bit and would do the washing up. And we started chatting:I: so sis how you feels now?P: relaxed bro. Sorry bro I shout at you.I: not to worry sis it happens.I: so how was your time at noon? Enjoyed whatever you did?P: yess bro fullest. You mad me road side girl in bed times.I: ohhh thanks a lot.Now I gathered some courage and try to hit her.I: it will be better if I can get some of it.P: ha ha ha nice joke broI: no really yar when you were doing I was so horny sis. You remember once you kissed me ?P: yes bro sorry it was my. He was also delighted to see that Stella also had a shaved pussy. And was even more delighted to find that Stella’s Vagina was as wet as what Dawns was. Miss Brown, maybe you could explain to me, as to why your Vagina is wet? Asked Major Webley. Well you see Major Webley, it's wet because I enjoy Caning Dawns beautiful bare bottom, which looks even more beautiful covered in red stripes from the cane. And I'm really excited about the fact that later tonight in bed she's going to be eating mine. " I followed your slight head tilt as you pointed back to the man I thought was to be my sole owner."I never did get rid of that other slut of mine, dear wife." My Master -- my soon to be ex-Master -- remained silent as you continued your monologue. I looked back at you, my husband and listened quietly as you spoke. "I kept her because I knew you'd never be happy with just me. That much was obvious. Even now, she's in the dungeon, bound and gagged, waiting for me to return to her."My mouth.