”“Okay,” I managed, my voice barely registering.“Yes Mistress would be the appropriate response,” she growled, taking my chin, her thumb pre...sing into my right cheek, fingers into my left, gripping me painfully.“Yesh, Mishtresh,” I managed, eyes growing wide, frozen in place as she continued.“Some ground rules. You my play with yourself to your heart’s content as long as you don’t cum.”I watched as her gaze shift, linger on my chest before sliding down and focusing on the hot mess between my. She is probably ‘working late’ again.”“See you later, Babe.”I walked out of the grocery store and headed for my car. When I got inside, I took a deep breathe and went over the things that I thought were dead giveaways. She had cut back our sex from 3-4 times a week to that many times a month. I started tracking our sex life when I saw that she had shaved her pussy. I always loved that hairy muff of hers. I was also up to eleven weeks where she had not told me she loved me.Her normal response. I went staright up to Grahams room and knocked on the door. He opened up and stood back to allow me in and I wasn't shocked to see that he was naked already. His cock was standing on end and he was raring to go. Did I mention that he had a fantastic body? Grahamn and Richie were worlds apart and I wanted to devour him. We fell onto the bed and he slid my dress up over my waist and then all the way up and over my head. He pulled at my bra straps and unleashed my boobs while his other hand slid. “Beta, do you understand what I’m saying?” she asked me in a tender voice.“Umm ... yes ... yes aunty...” I mumbled shyly, looking into her eyes.She smiled tenderly, and slid her hand upward along my thigh, till her palm reached the pocket of my jeans, a position which made the tip of her fingers rest on the bulge inside my pants. My cock, which was throbbing painfully inside my boxers now, spasmed at the touch.As I gazed at her, I couldn’t help notice that the portion of her pallu draped across.