Walking into the house, I notice my two favorite scents: chamomile and lavender. The smell is intoxicating and fills my senses. I smile and reach to t...rn on the lights. “No," you whisper, startling me as you stay my hand. You start to kiss a trail from my neck to my mouth as you turn me to face you, playing over my shoulders and back. “What’s this for?” I ask you in surprise. Without missing a beat of your seductive onslaught, you smile and reclaim my mouth. You nibble at my lips, teasing me. This time I exclaimed, “You know, I really hate to do this to you right now, but thirteen is normally my lucky number. Tonight, it is yours too.”I fired up again and she started screaming at me, almost crying, “I hate you! I hate you so much! You fucking asshole!”She was no longer struggling. It seemed like she didn’t have to energy to. She was just twitching randomly.This would certainly not take very long anyway.Very quickly, she began to dig her fingernails in again. Other than her changes. He slowly worked one finger in my asshole and once it slid in and out comfortably he added a second. I grunted and he gave my clit a few flicks with his finger and my grunting instantly turned to moaning. Before I realized it the two fingers where twirling in and out my slowly stretched asshole. He pulled his two fingers out, poured some oil onto my butt-crack, and massaged it onto and in my asshole. The relentless rubbing of my clit had me panting and gyrating my behind and he effortlessly. .. of course, he'd have to forgo all his other choices if he wants me, I'll only go as a wife. I mean, I'll have to obey him, be a proper Victorian wife. I mean I'll be modern about the sex but I'll be the perfect subordinate wife. That won't be a problem for me with the right man." You have a submissive side?" Not really, but I'm prepared to accept the role to get what I need ... I can live with having to make all of my body available, actually that sounds fun, but I'll put up with all the.