When we started out together, I was the dominant one but little by little she took control. Even her lingerie has changed. She used come to me in a lo...ely bra and panty set or a thong. But now, she shows up in various corsets, fishnets, thigh high stockings, catsuits and the like. She told me that wearing the strap-on makes her feel empowered. Her newfound confidence is immensely obvious. A wave of submission sweeps over me when we are together now.Another change is her language. She talks. “Us girls, have to accommodate cock, when you men want, which is very wrong,” she said, “So I think it’s only right, that you know what that feels like,” she laughed.“First, we will see how it slides in and out of your mouth, and then, we are going to see how you deal with it sliding in and out of your pussy arse,” she said mockingly.She began pushing the cucumber slowly in and out of my mouth, and I had to stretch wide, to accommodate it, as it was so large, which really amused Julie.“Just. I had heard Karen’s silent gasp when she read the text message I had sent her. She had done what I asked so they were still in the bar but I could tell that man was getting impatient.By the time I got to the table he was standing and trying to get Karen to follow him.“Sir, I don’t think that Miss Lowell wants to come with you.”“And who the fuck are you? Never mind, just get lost.”“Are there some problems with your hearing, sir? I just told you that Miss Lowell doesn’t want to come with you.”Now. I do know that when I finally sat up and pulled out of her, the sad little whining sound she made almost broke my heart. I laid back on the bed beside her and kissed her once more.My kitten had other plans, of course. She grinned mischievously at me and lifted to her hands and knees. There was still some wobble in her limbs, but she didn't need to go far. She turned and pressed against me, moving her neck and hand, and before I had time to register what was happening, I felt the unmistakable.