The conversation ended and she reached for a magazine. After about an hour, Bennie's stomach started to growl.She set down the magazine and said, "Yes... you must be hungry." Standing, she walked into the kitchen. "Follow me, Bennie."In the kitchen she told him to sit at the table and then asked, "What would you like?" Oh, I dunno. A ham sandwich maybe."She scowled at him." A ham sandwich, Mistress Reni. Please." Okay, but pay attention to where I keep everything. Very soon, it will be your job. "Why Cindy?" It always seemed to be his first reaction but then, he wasalways so scared of what she might do next."Does it really matter sissy boy," she said taking out the vibrating buttplug from her purse, and slipping on a rubber glove. She also took out thelube. "Hurry up now. I know how you like having this butt plug slid up yourbottom." Cindy not in a public dressing room," he said looking at the plug. "Stripthem off and bend it over sissy boy," Mark slowly undressed. Cindy. At first it was just light flirting when his wife was out. Then the questions and answers became more personal, ‘what is your favourite position?’, ‘what do you enjoy the most?’ and then, ‘have you any pictures?’ She had never done anything like this before but she was turned on and wanted to show herself off. The first 2 pictures were of her breasts and pussy as she held her pj’s to one side and sent them to him over the phone. She wanted to see what he looked like in return. He liked what he. Lovers sometimes do fight. They have been apart, but never far from each other mind. One year didn’t change it. ‘My God..damn Allyson, what they did to you,’ he murmured, while he caressed her head in his chest ‘You will be alright, don’t worry,’ he continued ‘you are always alright, aren’t you, my petite, remember it.’ He didn’t intend in saying it like that. The nickname, the term of endearment he used for her in the past. But it came back, before he could hold it. She sighed, and said ‘I.