I figured I could wait till we got home.Once home, we walked in and Jess took off her coat and tossed it on a chair. She closed the front room curtain..., and sat down. I followed her, and sat on the couch opposite her.“So? How long?”, I asked again.“About three years.”, she answered. “How did you know?”That makes sense. About that time, she began menopause, and I noticed, and she confirmed, that she became horny, all the time, and more intensely than she had ever been. The fact that our k**s. .. ?”“You can do whatever you want to me,” I assured him.He sighed deeply, weighing his options. Finally, he tore himself away from my body and knelt up on the bed. “Deal.”I reached out a hand and grabbed between his legs. “Deal. Let’s shake on it,” I suggested, doing so with a smirk.“I think that’s supposed to be a handshake.”“I prefer my way,” I explained, caressing his long, hot shaft with my thumb.“Breakfast?”“Right!” I reluctantly let go. “Go on, then. Cook, cook!” I shooed him away and. So slip in with Mother tonight and I expect you in my bed tomorrow. Then I'm afraid you'll just have to rough it until the Lady tests you again." Suits me," I said.Dinners at Lady C's were structured affairs that you dressed for. Breakfasts and lunches were not. For these, you wore whatever clothes fitted what you were going to do during the day and just showed up for meals in it. The next morning I wore short pants because I was just going to be walking around the grounds. I thought I might as. But the idea of being forced to do those things, even the disgusting things, was totally compelling. How do you resolve that?"Laura smiled and said, "You don't resolve it, Miki. That is the thrill of it for a submissive. A large part of the excitement comes from being forced to experience things that you would never have the nerve to experience on your own because you aren't so much being forced as being given permission. If you explore this lifestyle you will soon find that being helpless.