”“Eddie, I want you to fuck my mouth when it’s my turn. I almost took all of your cock the last time I sucked you.”“You just gave me another...idea, Becky...“Mom, open your mouth.”“I’m about to get a come already. I never knew I wanted to be dominated until now, but I’m loving this to the point of getting an orgasm, each time you tell me what to do.”“Would you like for me to tell you up front each time, instead of just doing it?”“YES ... OH-FUCK-YES. Tell me what to do, Eddie ... and my body will. ”She looked at him blankly.“I have a wife, Lilly.”Lilly turned away. She bit her knuckle so hard it broke the skin.Tom spoke again, hurriedly. “I thought you might have guessed. You – should have asked.”She looked at him. Liquid trembled on the shorelines of her eyes. He could not meet her gaze and turned to stare through the windscreen.Still Tom: “I mean, why me anyway?”Her voice was friable. “I’m lonely,” she said. “Nobody understands. I thought you were the same. I’m odd, I know. Can’t help. "We're taking her home so she can sleep it off!" Wewere supporting her as if she was drunk. The guard actually checked theunconscious figure, but she was breathing peacefully. "Yes, she doeslook the worse for wear. Better tuck her into her bed!" he saidjovially. It helped too that I had spilled a little wine on her bodiceand shaved off the wispy remains of a the mustache and beard.That night I slept in the same room as the new woman, but there was nochange, nor all of the next day and night. I. M. and then I lay awake worrying about Mary for at least twenty seconds before I fell into a gloriously satisfied sleep.Part twoIt was Saturday, I woke early, for a Saturday around ten, I felt contented like you do after good sex and I took a moment to remember what had happened the day before. Mary Hastings, the bitch was now my bitch, tied up in my gymnasium, I smiled, I could have sex just when I wanted, I rang down for breakfast, "Scrambled egg on toast for two." I requested, "I'll come.