I feel my cock jump just slightly, her touch arousing me without much effort.My eyes close, rolling back as her hand eventually trails beneath the she...ts, over the length of my steadily engorging cock. She chuckles as I groan, my hips lifting towards her hand as her fingers wrap around my length, moving gently like butterflies along the shaft. Infuriatingly light and infinitely arousing. I open my eyes again to find her watching my cock grow in her hand with such rapt attention, her mouth open. She'll appreciate the opportunity." Are you two conspiring behind my back?" I asked, not really upset."Not any more. You know all about it now," she laughed."Is our wedding tomorrow going to have the usual stuff about love, honour and obey? Especially, the obey part," I asked, trying to pull off a serious scowl."In your dreams," she chuckled. "We're a partnership, remember. I'll be an equal as your wife and you'll be a subservient husband." Figures," I mumbled, knowing full well that she was. I had been fantasising about possible scenarios for weeksbefore the trip, about how I'd slip away from my family at some point undersome excuse, find another section of beach, and then roll down my swimmingcostume as far as I could to below my hips, walking up and down paddling in thesea, feeling the eyes all over my breasts, enjoying the looks and even? smiling back in acknowledgement.. ???? These thoughts had built and built withinme, becoming more elaborate as the holiday came nearer, so by. Lady Mindstorm laughed. "Seriously? Your powers are based on self-confidence, and you stand in front of a telepathic mind controller andyou wonder why you don't have the self-confidence or will to throw downwith my anchor?" she sighed. "Deja vu..."I felt the rage built in me, and I punched Anchor again. Nothing...she backhanded and I could feel my self-confidence return as I hit thewall, and didn't shatter my spine... and then my self-confidence wasgone again..."I can't have you dying on me.