We had both moved on, I guess.One day, I was watching the evening news and a commercial came on for another steampunk party put on by the same people....Only this time it was going to be held on an old refurbished train instead of a hotel conference room.The commercial said the first part of the party would be in the Santa Fe train station, then those that wanted to could board the train and go for a three-hour ride to Albuquerque and back.At first, I brushed it off, but the more I thought about. She even started sleeping in the spare room. I’d fucked up big time and I knew it.But I still didn’t realise how big.I found out removing a tattoo was not easy. It would leave some scarring and plastic surgery was expensive. It was now weeks after the wedding and Annie was still livid with me. She kept promising payback and I wondered what that might be apart from denying me any sex.About three months after the fateful tattoo night, Annie began to have an arrogant attitude towards me. Something. If they do, you will serve her as her slave for the next 48 hours. If she is unsatisfied…well, you don’t want to know. “ With this, she wrote a number on my arm. It was my brand. M38S was my new number. My new name for this evening. A fourth woman appeared. Barefoot and wearing only a garter and thigh highs. She took my leash. “Follow me.” I started to follow and she shook the leash. “All fours, slave, and don’t make me repeat myself.” I went to all four and followed. Not too bad as I watched. I ended up sneaking him in and not thinking anything was going to happen. in my mind it was just Alec, the asshole who annoyed the hell out of me. When he got there, i had to wash the dishes since i had forgotten from my eventful evening earlier. He was up in the playroom and when i came up he was laying on the couch watching basketball. I had gone to sit next to him but he made me lie down with him.It was so weird and than suddenly we were making out. I was freaking out, i never thought he.