Special?" After all the wardrobebuilding I had done recently, he was right to wonder what could bespecial. I mean, my hubby had more pretties than I...did. But I had boughtsomething just a few days before, not sure how I felt about it. At thatmoment I had to ask myself if maybe I had unconsciously anticipated thiscrossroads and which path we might follow. That was plausible becausethat special something would work perfectly for the scene I wasenvisioning. I told Rob to open the closet and. “Yes, Mistress.” No ball kicks for me. And no punishment. The floggings, paddlings, and everything else was for pleasure only…I didn’t want to disappoint her. I felt the restraints being removed and one of the women tugged my chain and I stood up promptly. “You see…it only took the flogging and some cropping…and he now responds and handles wonderfully.” I beamed with pride, but I didn’t know why.Hands ran over me. Not of the Mistress, but someone else. I didn’t quite know how to respond. “It’s. ” She walked up behind me and hugged me around my neck. I had found a way to stay close to her and keep fucking her when we could find the opportunity. She knew that was really my motivation for not going off to college. Dad left for work and that left Mom and me alone. I went into the den and she joined me on the couch sitting close. “Honey are you sure this is what you want?” She asked. “Mom,” I said, “I want you. I love you and now that we are lovers I can never go back. Everything had. Unless you'd like them tosee you like this!" Oh, oh, no!" I wailed, "Don't let anyone see us in this awful fix!Please, no!" My full breasts quivered."Silly girls!" Paula laughed, "Hundreds of people are going to see you!What with the internet and personal appearances you two are going to befamous in the Gay Underground! We may even hire you out for specialoccasions! But oh my, look at the time!"She and Jennifer rose leisurely from the bed and ordered us to dress them.So thorough was our.