“I’ve never been fucked in the ass before,” she protested.“I don’t doubt it, good girl that you were. But you’re my dirty little slut now,...remember? And what you won’t give to your husband, you will give to me. You promised you’d let me do anything to you that I wanted. And now I want your ass Lauren.”Again, she started to protest, but he cut her off. “Enough talk. You’re mine. Your ass is mine. There is no argument here. I’m going to fuck it. You’re not truly a dirty little slut until you’re. “I just feel like I’m not going to be in this place again for a long time, maybe ever. Not here, not this hotel, I mean I may not be feeling what I’m feeling right now again. Maybe I should explore it a little.” I was definitely intrigued by now. I was watching the cars go by on the highway, but my mind was elsewhere at the moment. “I have a crazy idea. And don’t laugh, OK?” “OK.” “What if we went streaking?” “What!?” I knew. It was just the way she was made.Jax was fascinated with his new girlfriend. Well, with his very first girlfriend, even though she was several years older that he was. Timora (she hated being called, 'Timmie') had asked him to study some old videos about cowboys and indians at University, and he'd done just that. Those old 'Westerns', as the computer disk was labeled, had lots of shooting and bows and arrows and tying people to stakes. She'd suggested paying attention to the 'tying up' parts. .and humiliate him if thats what floats his boat."As the idea began to crystallise into a plan Tricia started to smile. "Perfect, but it would mean a lot of work, supervision and training forboth of us..and Zoe if she wants to play" " So you see it as a sort ofgame as well as a punishment for him do you? Caroline asked alreadyanticipating the answer. Games can be fun to play s long as you are on thewinning side she thought. " Well a game, an experience, a lesson and maybea revelation to him..