He came home, and he at at the head of thetable, and he drank his day's martini.Sarah was the trophy wife. She worked her charities, and she made herp...one calls. But she was the matriarch of the home, the grand dame.And I was the the sissy who shined shoes and folded clothes. Sarahbought me dresses, and she reminded me to redo my makeup. It wasn'tright, part of me screamed. Woody was getting the kind of sex hewanted. Sarah was getting the kind she wanted. Me? I had a dick in mymouth.I dreamed. The main one I like is inside a cinema, there is something just so hot in the idea of having sex in the dim darkness of a porn movie theater (even if in the scenes it's always well ligthed for obvious reasons), I never went into one so for me it's an imaginary and exciting place where I feel I would struggle to keep my dick in my pants. The ideal scenario is someone bringing his girl to see a porn movie, and then, as she notices other men stroking to the show on screen, things get out of hand.. .. don't understand. I did what you wanted. Brittany and Matt are on their way to South America. I came as I was told." Yes, of course you did. But then you had no choice," smiled the blonde. "You have done what I wanted, but only reluctantly. I don't want that Veronica. What I want is for you to live to please me. I want you to crawl at my feet and beg. You see, Veronica, I'm no longer interested in you simply as a lover. I've decided to make you my slave."Veronica's frightened eyes swept over. They got it out and carried it to the living room, and Janice went off to get some sheets and blankets. For about an hour they talked, mainly about Kent’s work, but also about how Janice and Stuart had come to live on the island. Janice was cagey about saying too much concerning their reason for being there, and to head off any further questions about this, she asked, ‘Would you like a wash before bed? We do have a bath, but I’m afraid it’s in what we call ‘the scullery’ where we do all our.