Sasha is done with the food bar and looks at The Controller expectantly.“More?”“Yes, please,” says Sasha.“Are you going to be a good girl fr...m now on?”“Yes.”“Say it. Say you are going to be a good girl. Tell me what you are going to do.”“I am going to be a good girl. I won’t cause any more trouble. I will do anything you want,” the woman that used to be David says.“Excellent. Here you go.”The Controller hands him two more wrapped bars. Sasha wolfs down the bars as quickly as she can remove the. .Like a whiny kid you acted more depressed than usual whenever your wife came home from work, you let your stubble grow out into a beard which you knew your wife hated, you tried to nudge her to want it, as you showed her you and your siblings childhood photos... photos usually taken with the beautiful cabin as a backdrop.After three weeks you and your wife were now spending every other week at your dream cabin and with the rest at your house in the city.You yourself loved it but... your wife. Connie leaned in close and squeezed his balls tighter, "Shhh, someone might here you," with that said she resumed her pattern of movement and squeezes. The male locker room was empty save for the fucking couple and Ryan's screams were echoing inside the empty space. Ryan’s body was laced with sweat as he trembled and pulsed in response to the waves of pleasure and sweeps of pain that racked his body; he could feel his penis being tightly held by the throbbing walls of Connie’s vagina. Every so. After the photo shoot weare able to climb into the limo, my wife that is, me with Lisa'sassistance getting the large dress and train into the car, once in thecar my wife or should I say husband says "baby speak freely", I feel myhead clear and I "ask what are you doing to me ?"And then I asked how didyou get this dress for me? she says helping you live all your fantasy's,"you know the ones you wrote and saved on your laptop" and then she tellsme that she had picked the dress out weeks ago for.