I went into the house to see where she might be and bumped into Marc. I asked if he saw Sarah and he said she had gone upstairs.I pushed my way throug... the crowd in the house. It had gotten packed with drunk people everywhere. Couples were kissing on each other and there was a drinking game going on in the dining room. Everyone was having a great time as I made my way to the top of the stairs. The hall had a handful of people talking or waiting for the bathroom so I made my way from room to. ” Master cut her off like a light switch. “What did you call me, GIRL?” I caught his meaning. The venom is his voice was like acid dripping on my skin, and I wasn’t even the target for it! “Master! Master! That’s what I meant…. Please, forgive me!” she wailed, falling painfully to her knees. Too late, her words had convicted her, again. She was thinking as his wife. He was her Master, she his girl, a submissive. The two paths were not to cross today. She messed up badly because in. Sometimes when he tied her up; other times when she was working around the house. He always was the one to control the vibrations and he would often tease her by turning it on and off for repeated sessions. He loved being in control. She would get frustrated with the teasing at times but she had come to love it the more that he used it and became sensitive to her ups and downs. He developed an instinct for timing and the sessions wound her up resulting in fantastic finishes of tidal orgasms.. "We all drifted off to a brief night of restful sleep. I woke up first the next morning. Carol was sound asleep on her back and John was sleeping with an arm around Carol's hips. A few days before, if I had seen John with his arm casually around Carol I would have had another emotional crack up. Today I smiled at both of them, content in the love and sex we shared. I got up and started coffee and got the oatmeal and brown sugar ready and poured us all a glass of juice. I went into the.