”Twenty minutes later, Jones called me. “The rozzers are back at the gate, Jeeves. For you again?”“No, for Mr. Dawes this time, Mr. Jones. Ple...se allow them in.”I opened the door when they rang, and unsurprisingly admitted sergeant Blenkinsop. “Why sergeant, this is an unexpected pleasure! I understand Mr Dawes is your excuse for coffee today?”He smiled in approval, and I continued, “If coffee is possible, it shall be so, sergeant.” I escorted him to the study door and rapped on it before. At least, I know he loves me and I know he finds me attractive." Has he tried anything on?" No-o! That's the problem. I'd be his mistress. I'd be his wife but he won't do anything. Two years ago I told him that I was in love with him. He said that he was much too old for me and that I was biased because he was the only man I knew well who had ever treated me properly." That makes sense." I know and I agreed that I hadn't got any one else to compare him with so I went out with a few people but. Click. Click. Click. Click.“That was brilliant, Sandy darling,” said Sue interrupting my post coital euphoria. “I’ve never seen your face glow like that.”“Well, Sweetheart. You never had someone fucking me before, now have you?” I was exhausted from the day’s work and wanted to go home. My wobbly knees made it difficult for me to get dressed and after a while, I managed to gather my things. Sue paid me in cash - the best way to do business – and I openly kissed the still naked Beth. I could. Even when I signed the contract I had realized it didn'tcover all possibilities but the problem with my submissive dreams was thatI was the creator as well as the subject. But in reality the creator isthe dom and I was learning this quite quickly. The licking of the toiletseat was never in any fantasy I had imagined before I arrived at thecabin. And you may wonder why did I do it so quickly? Why did I submit so easily?Well, you quickly find out what a pussy you are when a real man has yourwrist.