I'm certain that whats happening with me now is having an effect on me mentally and emotionally. Slowly but surely my mind has started to come to term... with the reality I find myself in, as a totally dependent bitch-toy. My feelings on this matter are all over the map; some nights I cry myself to sleep overcome with fear and anxiety lamenting the situation I find myself in. There are other times when I feel a sense of security knowing that my choices aren't my own, rather they're made for me,. Jack looked at his watch. It said 6:00 pm. He looked down at the pup and said, "Well Precious, do you think we should go start making dinner for Ariel?" The pup licked his hand in response, so he got up and they went to the cabin.Jack took the pup inside and went to the stove. He tossed in some newspaper and kindling wood and lit it with a match. Once the kindling caught fire, he added some small chunks of wood and began cooking dinner for Ariel. He took 2 steaks from the basket, along with 2. And I can taste the precum, salty and viscous on the tip of my tongue. Do you remember when I used to screw up my face in disgust? When you used to make me choke down your cum? Now I’d do anything for it. Now my mouth stays glued to your tip until the very end, sucking fiercely while I cup your balls in my small palm. Anything to get you warm, right? We don’t need hot cocoa or a place in front of the fire. Just you and me between the sheets, my mouth making hot trails against your cool skin. . ”“I guess I’m not the only lucky guy with an amazing wife,” Steve commented. “And Jay, the truck driver, huh? I know you like him a lot.”“I do like him a lot, but I love you. Try to remember that before you get jealous,” she said, her eyes getting heavy.“I’m not jealous. But I will say you’ve never offer me a double dose of your ass,” he teased.“You’ve never asked,” she teased back.He smiled in the darkness, knowing that she would sleep after all. He was glad he’d been able to help her feel.