Once I got the tap in place I got myself a beer and went out to sit on the patio and drink it while I considered what to do if my loving wife was stra...ing or was planning to.Tammy wasn't home by the time I left for the golf course. I had a standing golf date with my cousin Lou and two friends. We had a ten o'clock tee time and I figured that Tam would get home around eleven or so and if the day was normal it would be four in the afternoon before I got home. Plenty of time for Tammy and Debbie. She of course doesn't.I forget all about the story and what's going to happen, just reveling in my looks.The background voice goes: ["The bedroom door opens without a knock and Mrs. Preston walks in. Nancy suddenly feels her naked exposure. She leaps up and dashes blushing for the bed and dives under the covers. Looking up she meets Mrs Preston's cool gaze."]Its like I'm a puppet. I dive like I'm scalded for the bed. From there I look fearfully up into the awful Mrs. Preston's hard gray eyes. I. I don’t like not knowing how people are going to react.Not since Marcie.Finally, the pause ended, and Mom nodded.She was still squirming, and I didn’t know what to do. She was blushing; I didn’t know if it was from embarrassment, arousal, or both.Her eyes looked like they wanted to dart around the room nervously. They’d never done that before.It took me a moment to realize that I was squirming as well. I was so damn tense - tenser than I’d ever been while hypnotizing a family member before.Was. She was more than simply a submissive slave to her dominant Mistress, she was a vessel of submission, channeling it and allowing others, even women as strong as Penny, to let go and find the submission they craved.As she thought about this, Sandy found herself smiling from ear to ear – and she found her sex getting wet and her nipples standing at attention. She did not consider touching herself since her pleasure belonged only to her Mistress, but she knew that if she did, it would probably be.