Initially I hated what you were doing in telling me to strip and forcing me to give you head. Most of that hate however was because you outsmarted me ...nd that just pissed me off to no end. It isn’t that often someone can outsmart me. I couldn’t stand for you to have the upper hand.”“I want you to know that being with you is the first time I have strayed from my marriage vows and that was because of my son. I will admit that I did enjoy the sex we were having and now it has become something that. Julienne wonderedif she could finally fill out a real bra. She didn't have A cup boobsyet, but maybe she had grown into a AA.The women she dated didn't seem to mind though, they thought of her as ifshe was a grown man like Jay. This included people that hadn't known Jaybefore the swaps.Julienne could do Jay's work. It was 'fun' for a while, but then itbecame just as much a drag as any other job. She didn't swap the passionthat Jay had for his profession.Julienne went to a bar once and. She seemed nervous, a bride on her honeymoon.Damon picked up the black cord. It was a symbol of his dominance, his mastery over his pets. He fondled the cool silk, remembering the many different pets that had been bound by this cord. It had been passed from pet to pet, a link between them. It was a legacy."Master?" his new pet asked, breaking his reverie."Yes, Pet?" She kneeling, shivering."Master. I would ask your forgiveness. You were right all along. I belong to you. It was wrong of me to. No make-up, no perfume, no deodorant, squeaky clean was the order. The shower was stocked with Dove soap and Pantene shampoo. Everyone would wear the same scent into the play room. As I lathered my body I debated with myself whether to shave my neatly trimmed pussy. My attendant didn’t rush me. I was free to take as long as I needed to prepare myself. When did the party begin? When was it supposed to end? I didn’t know. No times were listed on the invitation, it simply read: “Cum when you are.