He started for the door,when he stopped."Almost forgot again," the new wife said, making his wayover to the bed. Sliding the sleeping figures fingers ...ntohis mouth, he carefully removed the diamond engagementring, and the beautiful gold wedding band. "Soon, thesewill be mine permanently."'Jill" slid the rings onto her finger as she made her waydownstairs. She reached the living room when she heard acar pull up out front. The new wife peered out the windowto see 'her' husband getting dropped off. I will make them worship me, obey my every word and command, and be obsessed with my dominant power every time they sleep, eat, fuck, and breathe. I kept those feelings all to myself. They were inner desires that not even Michael knew that I had. I wanted the thought to boil in me so that way when it’s out, it will burn them alive and make me feel completely holy and god-like. That evening was the first time this inner part of me began to turn up the heat, slowly simmering until the day when it. 'Get up!' he said. She got to her feet. Her hair was a mess, there was drool all down her chin and over her breasts. 'Bend over the armchair,' he said, 'and spread your legs. I want to see everything.' She did as she was told. She displayed her tight arsehole and her shaved, dripping wet cunt. He stood and looked for a while, noting the goosebumps on her delicate skin and her trembling legs. Then he stepped forward and slapped each arse cheek leaving angry red hand prints. She cried out but she. If there's anyone they adore more than Chris Ford, it's his big brother. When did we become friends? What's he like? Does he have a girlfriend? I shrug off most of the questions quite successfully, giving off bland answers that neither confirm nor deny anything, but that's only until lunchtime when the person I've been dreading to see appears in the quadrangle with a small group of friends. Chris has me up against the wall in thirty seconds flat. Harassment or bullying I'm not sure, but if I.