As I said to you, that issue gave me major pause, but I felt that you could and would overcome it. It was a matter of getting you into a position wher... you could be successful. Are you dealing with any temptation at this point?”“Other than Elizaveta? No. And there is zero chance I’m going to act on any temptation.”“Zero?”“Zero,” I said firmly.“Good. Let’s bring in Elizaveta.”I got up and went out of the office to bring Elizaveta in so we could have our pre-marital counseling session.“Mike. I turned and crawled on all fours across the bedroom and into the cage. Mistress followed me and closed the iron gate, snapped the padlock shut and left the room. There I was laying there locked in my punishment cell, not that I had knowingly upset Mistress. Gradually the night descended, and I was in complete darkness. It seemed like hours later that I heard the sound of at least two cars arrive on the driveway outside and many voices. The bell rang then the voices I could hear were now. Breaking the kiss she stepped back, turned around and bent over slightly.Taking my hand, she unbuttoned the last button. She pushed her ass back against me, and my cock rubbed against her very moist pussy. She bent down and removed her shirt. Then, taking one of my hands, she rubbed her pussy. She brought the other to her mouth, and began sucking on two of my fingers. While sucking on my fingers, she looked into my eyes, positioned my cock at the wet entrance of her pussy, and said, "Fuck me. She started dressing different for one thing. Around me she had always worn jeans and flannel shirts, or cutoffs and T shirts, or overalls, stuff like that. Now she started wearing skirts and blouses a lot. And her cutoffs got shorter somehow. She cut the sleeves off of her T shirts and cut some off the bottom off them too, so her navel showed. And she didn't wear bras when she was around me. I checked, a couple of times. I'd find an excuse to put my hand on her back, and there was no bra.