“No Mister, no trouble.” she said meekly.“Good. I think I have everything we’ll need; OK stand up. We’ll get into the tent now for some of t...at live action you’ve been so desperate for.”She got shakily to her feet, he placed a hand on her arm to help her. She felt a duffel bag or backpack bump her leg as she turned.He let go her arm and she heard the sound of the zipper of the tent being raised. “OK crawl in.” he ordered.She did so and felt him enter the tent and place his bag near her. He. Kathy and Frank did most of the talking.We settled into married life. Kathy had quit her job when we got married. I only got to make love to her once every 2 weeks. The first time I complained she said I should be happy with that, as she should be making me wait a month. She still expected me to suck her to an orgasm almost every night though.Kathy soon got bored not working. She said she wanted to join Frank's afternoon art class and learn how to paint pictures. I did not like the idea that. Save the claw marks gouged deeply into my flesh, I would surely fear that I am losing my mind as all I can hear are the sounds it vomited forth from its mouth as me attacked me over and over again. The horror of that sound, so wretched a sound it is, that it is like a heavy door being unlocked and opened over and over again.Concerned for my safety, my manservant has asked for Doctor Whitaker to come with utmost haste and tend me but it will be two days before he will arrive.Oh, how I miss my. I moved up her arm, leaving a trail of smooches. Her skin was silk, and I could taste the perfume of her bathwater. Lavender and jasmine filled my nose, mixed with her spicy, sweet scent and my own tart musk.I nuzzled her armpit, licking the bare skin, then worked my way around her neck. "I am so sorry, Mistress," I cooed, then licked up to her ear and tongued her lobe. "I'm such a naughty slut." She sighed. I kissed her forehead, eyebrows, her cute nose. I worked around her lips, down to her.