Mein jaan buj k hiral k paas hi soya.Raat k karib 3baje meine hiral ko uthaya aur ussey apne sath chalne ko kaha.Vo thoda dur rahi thi.Mein aage aur h...ral mere piche chal rahi thi.Mein ussey apne ganne k khet mein le gaya. Hum khet k bicho bich chale gaye.Ab shuru hua asli khelMein kisi bhuke janwar ki tarah hiral pe chad gaya.Hiral bi koi kam ny thi.Vo bi ekdum wild billi thi.Hiral ne kaha thoda dhire karo.Mujhe khaa jaoge kya?Aaram se karo.Meine kaha kitne saal se bhuka hu mein.Aaj mere raja. Tears sting my eyes, threatening to spill over the edge and wet my face. ‘T-thank you S-sir.’ I see him flinch slightly at my words and I immediately tense, awaiting his verbal reprimand for speaking out of line. My father is a nice man, however he can become violent when angered, and I was accustomed to that type of punishment from men. However, I was not used to what came next. ‘Alison, I am your husband now, and due to this, I would prefer you to call me by my name.’ I take a deep breath. I say nothing. You reach between my legs and find my panties drenched. This only increases your desire. We get back home Sarah follows us into the house. Before we take five steps into our place Sarah grab me and kisses me deeply and says is it OK. I say yes so Sarah turns her attention to you Annie. Sarah leads you to the couch. She sits you down and bends over and kisses you on the lips. She says you are in store for something special. You lean you head back exposing your neck. She. They had talked long about getting him a jacket, and he had dismissed it into the realm of fantasy, but here it was, jingling, just as she promised. ?Thank you Owner, thank you??The gratitude in his voice more than made up for the hell she’d had trying to find someone to properly fasten the bells to the leather. Cupping his jaw for a soft kiss she whispered ?stay? against his lips before moving into the bedroom, grabbing one of the many boxes. She knew he could recognise the sound of the leash.