Surely, he had been “my” authority figure while we were dating. On many occasions, I had spent some quality time over Steven’s lap. While dati...g, Steven had always allowed me to voice my opinions and concerns…he always said that I should have an equal voice in making any decisions. That wasn’t going to change, just because we were now husband and wife. And so, the authority figure was going to remain intact. I wanted Steven to monitor my behavioral patterns…I wanted to be his submissive. Her on the other hand, she said he was good with his tongue, but not his dick, and she wasn't interested in fucking him ever again.The next guy we met at a bar in North County, because he had a place near by that he said we could go to and we were done renting expensive rooms for just an hour. We went up to meet him, and he was nice, but he was dorky. He was a commercial plumber, and had grime under his fingernails. My wife is a stickler about hygiene. He wore a dirty old baseball cap, and. When they were up to departing the lady called her apart and asked softly, what was her name? She answered with a quivering voice just as softly, it was Sandy,"Oh, thank you, mine is Bella"From that day on Bella was on Sandy mind permanently even she didn't know why, she felt captivated by her.Bella, in a very unusual attitude of mind for her, could not forget Sandy and could not concentrate on her work. Her beauty or ... What? she didn't know what is was, the girl was pretty of course, in a. She glanced at the mirror next to her, seeing her lover's tools of the trade float in the air with her reflection absent. Nothing but a gag, ropes, and two wooden plugs levitated in the mirror's image. Even the greatest beings had their weaknesses. Hunters and knights of all kinds have exploited these kinks in her armor time and time again. But time and time again, their attempts to destroy her were foiled. Their blades shattered against her skin. Their armor was ripped apart by her strength..