" smiled back Michelle."You're a monster and I won't play your game." Why are you so upset? They won didn't they? And they seem so much happier with l...fe now than compared to before." I said the game is over. You're taking me to these girls and you are taking me now!"Michelle shook her head. "Now now officer. Those aren't the rules of the game. You want your sister to win don't you?"Derek was beginning to lose his cool. "You even touch my sister and I'll put a bullet through your neck before. We can make it a surprise for him. He will never see it coming.” I looked her over. She was petite and tall, and had beautiful, long hair the color of brandy, and smoldering blue eyes. She had large breasts for a girl her size and they looked firm and round. She had a perfect ass. I decided then and there to go for it. “OK then, let’s do it.” The night of his birthday rolled around and he went out with some of his friends. Anna and I waited in his apartment for him to get home. I was dressed. He smacked my spanked ass. I gasped, my breasts bouncing before me. The pain surged through me, warming my pussy even more. I wiggled my ass at him, inviting him to do whatever he wanted to do to me.“Anything, huh?” Mr. Myers said. “You don’t mind, Karim? She’s your wife.”“Was,” my husband and Master said. “Now she’s my slave-wife. And she’ll let you do anything.”I nodded my head, staring up at him. “I will, my Master. Anything.” It felt so right to me now. Being his sex slave fulfilled this. This is another story. My husband is in complete control of my body. He decides what I will wear, how I will groom myself, who I am exposing myself to, and who I will fuck. I love it that someone who loves me has complete mastery of my physical being. It is quite liberating but can be terribly embarrassing at times. There are situations when I wish he would let me dress more modestly, but I love it that this lifestyle choice really turns him on. He knows that forcing me to wear a tiny.