”She was thankful for the warmth, she was so cold. He stood looking down at her for a long time in silence then he finally spoke. “Pet, look at me... You belong to me. The sooner you accept that the better things will be for you here. You are now my property, I own you. You will no longer have a will of your own. You are to do as your told. And I will punish you as I see fit.”“but I don't understand” she said crying “I just want to go home”“This is your home now.” He saidShe just hung her head. When I return, he tells me that he has ordered a meal each, we had agreed toa light snack as we would be fed on the flight. He informs me that we willeat it here where we are sitting. Its now 5.00pm and I notice that the area is now virtually empty and as timeis getting on I feel the evening breeze beginning to rustle amongst the tallpalms in the planter boxes. We sit again, side by side, and he reaches his hand between my legs. I movemy pelvis upwards so he can feel the plug in place, and he. Under my shirt I wore my kevlar vest, lest the nasty creature aim his barbed tongue at my heart. In my non-descript book bag I carried a gas mask, to protect against noxious fumes and insulated rubber gloves, to protect myself from the poisonous green slime that was his trademark. I made my way to my troll blind and climbed up into the seat with my binoculars. I surveyed the land looking for some small sign that my quarry was near. He was a crafty one, this troll. He could blend into the. PART 2.By Aubrey W. Norton.Good.I knew it would be a while before my wife could come back. I knew I hadtime. Just enough time to put on her silky panties and to mince aroundlike a little pussy bitch. I'd just slipped into my favorite dress ofhers and opened a web browser on my laptop and turned it to a sissyhypnosis video. I did a pirouette in front of a body length mirror. Inthe dark I looked right. I looked like a pretty little sissy girl. Mywife burst through the door. OH SHIT. BUSTED."SO!".