But going to bed after she'd left was a torturous affair until he'd finally yielded to his more carnal desires and put himself out of his misery. Seve...al times.Fast forward all those years and just a few months ago he'd seen her again on a fetish social site. They had both been away from the kink scene for years, but had arrived back at almost the same time. But, this time around she was very confidently declaring herself a Domme. Seeing that profile picture of her, and the word Domme next to. "Lisa struggled to stifle a little giggle, recalling, as I did, the extreme lengths - akin to a prisoner of war tunnelling-out exercise - we'd gone to to enjoy some stolen passion during past visits. The light moment having passed by, her face returned to the sour expression I'd become accustomed to of late. "I'll think about it, okay," she relented, before grabbing her keys and heading off to work.---Thursday morning arrived as we dodged around each other in some elaborate early morning. She noticed the look of pain on his face. ‘Thank you, Mistress.’ ‘What is your name?’ asked Dana, feeling that if they were to be intimate she should at least know his name and not just call him slave. ‘Jeremy,’ he replied. ‘Jeremy. What a lovely name. Were you in pain when I came on you?’ ‘Yes, Mistress.’ ‘Where was the pain, Jeremy?’ ‘In my balls, Mistress, you were crushing them.’ ‘Do you want to fuck me now and cum inside me?’ ‘If that is what you want me to do, Mistress.’ ‘No, not this. He was huge and fierce in every sense. Vera’s breath caught and her nipples tightened as she began to make the change to her wolf form. It was swift and overwhelming. Having denied herself for so long she had no control over it. Vera felt like a teenager, being overtaken by the change. Her bones crunched and grew, she shook her pelt from her skin in a fluid wave. Lucien stood and watched her change and when she stood before him as a sleek grey wolf she watched him change too. He bent forward.