He told me that I had to stop spending so much time with my men and more time with my fellow officers.”Simone asked me what I did about that. I told...her that I showed up at the next Officers call, and stayed for 10 minutes. “I got a call from the First Sergeant telling me that he was initiating a company level call out and I’d need to be there for it.” She laughed and asked how that went over. “I was commended for training my men so well.” I told her.Simone stopped talking for a minute and. I could hear sadness, not anger, in his voice. “The way you used to ride out, all rhinestones and sequins and the way the sunlight would look in your hair. The crowd always loved you.”Momma rolled her eyes. “They still do, Dan. You never understood and you never will. You are the same small-time bumpkin you were back then and you always will be. Grow up, Dan. You have to get what you can in this world. Grab it by the throat and never let go. Not you though. No, not Daniel Beckworth Peters. You. “Don’t you remember us talking about it at breakfast?” I found my voice. “Yes, of course I do. I just thought they may have come back again,” I replied. “Don’t worry, just ignore me.”I left them, and made my way back to my bedroom, now totally confused and in some distress, as the full gravity of the situation began to make itself clear to me. Back in my room, I sat at my dressing table, staring at the semen splashes all over the table and mirror. I watched as a drop of the creamy cum fell from. I got hard just thinking about the possibilities. We were well on our way to our first real attempt at bondage and some very light domination.The first time we tried bondage, my wife was the submissive one. I prepared some instructions for her to follow. These included some things that were totally out of character. She followed the instructions completely and the evening was totally enjoyed by both of us.Now it was my turn to be bound and dominated. I kept developing scenarios in my mind and.