" I am sorry Mistress, I am trying my hardest," I say barely concealing my disappointment in my failure."I know boy -- you try hard, but you need much...more practice, and I am not sure I can patiently wait for you to get it." You look off into space as you think about how you can solve the issue. Suddenly a light appears in your eyes. I know you have a solution. "Go put on your chastity shorts, and come back with a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt that you can wear over top."I am naked. Another hour passed, and i could tell she was drunk. I carried her to my room, even though she protested, and layed her down on my bed. I waited a while just thinking of things to do with this hot ass on my bed. She started gaining conciousness a little bit after a while, and was well aware she was about to be raped and their was nothing she could do. I took off my pants and shirt, and let my dick hang loose to tease Lauren a little. Then, I went over to her and straddled her and said, Suck. “He would be a fool not to see things for what they are. He is not a fool.”“He apparently was a fool for any number of years,” Elizabeth said. “So he is just planning to ignore us? I mean, he sent you instead of greeting me himself.”“He is not at the castle,” Jonathan said as he held out the lord’s signet ring. “He turned the Burbridge lands over to me and stayed behind. He is the king’s emissary to the lands south of here. He sent a letter for you. Elizabeth, he didn’t treat me any differently. Shit!She returns an inquisitive 2-3 seconds of eye contact with me, a lifetime in this scenario. Her instinct/suspicion is that my prolonged glance was no accident; that this "stranger" sitting at the bar was just checking her glorious ass out. Your wife's suspicions were further confirmed when she observed the rubenesque physique of the woman sitting next to him at the bar, likely his own wife and clearly his preference in women was just that.I immediately realize my fault, and snap myself.