"Once we feel you have had made enough progress your husband will come hereto visit. His plan is to spend his weekends and other free time with you as...our husband and master." He finished. Wanda tried to speak but couldn't because of the gag. "If you promise to behave I can remove the gag and answer any questionsyou may have, okay?" He asked. Wanda nodded, anything to get this thing out her mouth. The man removed the ball gag and Wanda tried to work her jaw back into actionas soon as she. My boss is a fat overbearing, woman, who insists on being called Ms. KC Rider. She's not married and very authoritative, she always has to be 'right', and shouts and screams until she gets her own way. She thinks that the staff is all terrified of her, but we're not. She's just a sad old woman, with no friends. She dresses in 'an old fashioned' way – tweeds and her hair gelled back; which started the rumour that she's actually a 'leather clad – Bull dyke, at weekends!' Tommy is a little bit. He is silent on the drive home, staring into the distance with a half smile on his face. As we pull up on the far side of the hotel car park his doesn’t move.“Jimmy?”He turns to look at me, pulled from whatever deep day dream he was in. His eyes take a moment to focus on me. I lean in and kiss him, briefly but hard on the mouth, nipping at his lips. I break off.“Keep in touch, bell boy”I remove the collar from around his neck, my fingers stroking the line where it has been resting.“Y-yes,. But I'm living proofthat something unusual has happened to the physical properties of theuniverse... I just need someone to see that.As we pulled into our street, I glanced over at Jen who was still mopingand perhaps lost in her own thoughts. Jeez, if she really had a thing forMike, maybe I could help her out while I'm here. Another quick pang ofheartbreak hit me again as it was clear that Ally, or at least this body,had her own opinions on the matter. Ugh. The last thing I needed was tobe.