Submission to his control was her choice long before they married, and communication made their unique relationship succeed. Allen could read her nonv...rbal messages as easily as her spoken word. They had started with a strong contract outlining the strict rules of engagement, including a carefully chosen safe word she never used. Allen knew how to push her to achieve the most satisfaction for both of them, without breaking her spirit and enthusiasm. His knowledge of her needs and the message. ”“Yes its hot,” I agreed, “With a cool sea breeze.”“Not like here where its just hot,” she said.“No breeze,” I agreed.“It needs a breeze, its too hot,” she said.“Well take your knickers off and let the air circulate around your cunt,” I suggested.“What did you say?” she asked.“I said turn your hearing aid on,” I replied.“You said take your knickers off and let the air circulate around your cunt,” she replied.“So why ask if you heard me?” I demanded.“I couldn’t believe what I heard,” she. She said maybe revoming some of the dead branches from the bushes would be good. I tried getting the image of her pink nipples out of my mind while I gathered up the branches. When I turned around she had her top up and robe on. She said that should be enough for today. When I got home I tore off my clothes and lay on the bed thinking about her. Squirting lotion on my dick I came almost immediately. After dinner I went back to bed and jacked off. After class Mrs. Black said to come back at. ”Mira, Ira and Yasmeen all complain, “Ben, we can’t go into a store dressed like this.”Shit! I hadn’t thought of that but they were right - not only did they look like refugees, they smelled even worse. I thought for a moment and decided, “You’re right, I will go into the store and get clothes for you.”Yasmeen reminds me, “Ben, if we change into our new clothes before we shower, we will get them dirty.”I say, “Okay, change of plans. I will get the clothes and you can wait to change until after.