Lisa was on her third glass of wine when the doorbell rang 25 minutes later.In strode Nora Wychak clad in a common leather pantsuit type Domme outfit ...ndcarrying a large black bag. At 42 years old and currently a blonde she wasnearly the same height and weight as Lisa but somehow lacked her voluptuousfeatures. Her stern demeanor was in contrast to Lisa's casual demeanor. "Sothis is the wayward wench that needs discipline," commented Nora. "I'm nota wench" was the slightly slurred response from. However, he said in a flat tone, ?if you come back tomorrow, I will know that you are serious about being a good little girl and maybe even a good little slave. There will be a test if you decide to come back and even the ledger, so to speak, with the difficulty and disappointment that your mother caused.? With that, he politely ushered me out the rear door where my bicycle was and gave me a stinking swat on my behind as he said, ?I’ll look forwards to seeing you here, that is if you are. "Worse than that," Jess said and started to eat. "How were your classes?"he asked with a mouth full.I rolled my eyes at his rudeness, "Mine were okay but could be toughtowards the end." Yeah smart ass, you took hard shit. Mine were great. We didn't doanything the first day. Just how I like it," Kris said. "How were yours?" Just okay," Jess said this time without a mouth full of food. "The girlswere totally dope here. This place is covered with some nice ass andtits!" Tell me about it," Kris. Oh... PING!!! Oh?Now my brain had something to help fight the nasty odor in the house. That something was my erect cock! The epiphany which hit me then convinced me that my secret lust's time had come. As the husband of a properly obedient wife, I could write my own scenarios and mother would be my inspired actress."Um, don't bother with the booze, er, honey. I'll just sit and think, while you finish in the kitchen." I took my place in our plush recliner. The plastic immediately molded to my.