I was out a fair bit, as even though I’d taken early retirement, I was still working, doing consulting work on a part time basis, but away for a wee... or two at a time. So it was no great surprise that over the 18 months that the building was going on, my wife Jenny got to know Jim rather better than me. Finally the house was finished and they moved back in. The first thing we had was an invitation to a dinner party, which was for the immediate neighbours. I wasn’t that keen to go as some of. My room was a bit isolated from the rest of the house because of its purpose as a guest room. My daily routine was set so that after coming home from school, I would eat my lunch and disappear from the rest of the family until it was dinner time. After that I would disappear until the next. My family members only interacted with me if there was something I needed to help with but usually I kept to myself and they to themselves.The first incident that brought about a minor change was on a rather. I was happy that my mom included me. I knew I’d be coming over as a slave, but strangely I felt like that was now what I wanted.It had taken being told I couldn’t participate in the summer program to make me WANT the lessons my mom was trying to teach me.Mrs. Simmons looked at her husband. Mr. Simmons was giving Liz a butt massage after she returned from sticking a broom up my ass. Liz had a really nice ass, and she liked showing it off.“What do you say?” she asked her husband.“So we don’t keep. I knew that I would have at least one or two moreopportunities to dominate her. This was going to be fun. The next consequencewas going to involve some travel and exhibitionism. The next hand I lost my dress shirt – no problem. But I was able toget four of a kind for the next hand and it bet her badly. The ass fuckingwas my ace in the hole. I told Carol that she could either submit to an assfucking which she knew was take a long time since I had just cum a few minutesago, or she would have to.