She does not have right to make decision 2.Her dress, food, everything will be decided by me 3. She will have punishment session. We decided to imply ...bove rules slowly, these rules were framed by her she want a strict and complete slavery, I said it will be very hard for her, she said master please train me, I pushed her on the floor asked her to bring the things we bought yesterday, she brought the bag. I ordered her to remove the dress she obeyed I asked her to kneel down in front of me she. I hope you get it.We walked back and I went into the house to await the all important call.......The wait went on... and on...Mid afternoon the doorbell rang. I answered the door and it was the neighbour. She seemed quite excitable. I've been thinking about you all day. Have you got the deal?"I'm still waiting for the call. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea"? Yes please was the retort.So.... three cups of tea later the phone rang. It was the call I had been waiting for. I said help. After a long stretch of silence, she gave a larger sigh than normal, trailing off into a disturbing cough, and allowed as how it was a very nice ocean but not quite as big as she had thought it would be. The deep smile lines on her face, however, belied any disappointment she might have expressed. I was able to find a small rundown cottage just off the beach that, along with a few others, rented by the day. Shantay died three days later, but we had managed to get out on the sand every one of. .. believe me, friends and all the girls call me Dick.. and for good reason... let me tell you why, and explain a usually normal day for me.I live here alone, always have, and am pretty comfortable. I work as a phone consultant type.. I give advice for the most part.. Quality control stuff.. but anyway...I usually get awaken with a beautiful mouth all over my cock!!! And I seldom know her name... almost every morning, someone has snuck into my room, everyone knows my back door is.