She released her grip, staggered back a step, her breasts bouncing, before steadying herself in time to see the door open, hitting her assailant's kne... with a dull thud.'Oohh,' she gasped, trying to suppress a giggle as his eyes widened with the sharp pain. She backed up across the wetroom as he prowled through the door, a grin starting to crease the corner's of his mouth as he tried to maintain the mock anger on his face.'Stop!' Victoria squeaked as she moved backward, naked, away from him as. The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own.In Chapter nine, Evelyn tells the fifth of ten tales to show her superiority as a true Mistress. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely. "Yeah, they're still married...thirty-two years this August. It hasn't always been easy for them, but somehow they always managed to get though things together. My mom and dad are still very much in love with each other, and my sister and I both dearly love them too." That's really great, Simon?. You see that's the kind of marriage I would want for myself, and whoever I marry. But I need to find a woman who I can really and truly love, and who would love me back in the same way, before I'd be. Is that what you want?" Jim asked in a very serious tone. Jim never forced me to do anything. He wanted my submission; he did not want a slave. And in the end, I always complied. I always submitted to his desires. This time would not be any different. Jim knew this. He knew I would not make him send the intruders away. I looked away and shook my head and quietly whispered, "No, that's not what I want. Don't send them away. I'll be good." "Are you sure? You don't have to do anything you don't.