” I nodded. That was all there was going to be, so I nodded, not to my understanding but to my acceptance.I spoke quietly into his chest, “Do yo... want to share me with them?”He stopped us on the floor and held me a foot away, “I didn’t invite you here to do that.”“I didn’t and don’t think that. But, I did think we would enjoy more of the evening after the club. I think you did, too. I was just thinking that we’ve been drinking, getting to know each other, and having fun. I understand how. "A face we know."Fred stared at him."You came in at lunchtime six weeks ago when we came to do a look round." Oh yaas," said Fred. "Oi 'member. Sittin' over there you was." That's right." Comes in most days fer lunch Oi does." We'll look forward to seeing you." Hmph! Doan' want no fancy food Oi doan'. Jus' bread an' cheese." If that's what you want, that's what you'll get." Good." I'm James and this is my wife Jenny."Fred nodded. "Noice ter meet yer." He moved on purposefully towards the. She looked up at me and smiled, then asked me a question about something in the book. I moved in closer to her so I could point out something in the book. My cock, bulging and throbbing, but safely imprisoned in my jockey shorts, pressed against her shoulder. As I thumbed through her book my elbow inadvertently brushed against her nipple. Then she started rubbing her very erect nipple against my elbow as if she were trying to fuck it.I quickly showed her the answer to her question then. " I rose and crossed the room, to a wooden chest sitting in the corner of the room. Out of the chest, I brought back some items that I would need. "Since you have not experienced a Master in real life, kitty, we will start slowly. I am, as you have probably guessed by reading My stories, a Master that chooses to use pleasure to control My submissive. Some other Masters use pain and fear to control theirs. However, a submissive can get used to pain and can learn to ignore it to a large extent,.