“Sure,” how about something to make me relax and sleep?” “That, we can do.” She pushed two syringes into the shunt and the beeping started t... get softer and softer. The lights got dimmer. I faded to the dark side….. The pounding in my head forced me back to reality, not fully awake yet but in my mind I knew there was something wrong. Something was off - something was different. It was quiet. Too quiet. There was no beeping or monitors. I could not feel any IV’s or the lame hospital bed. I. He did the same on the other side and soon I was stretched in all four directions, immobile. He gave my bottom a little slap. “Don’t go running off now,” he said as he went into the bathroom. This time I used both middle fingers, although I don’t know that he saw. Patrick likes anal, I not at all. I’m happy to provide him with his heart’s desire from time to time. I mean, I’m his wife after all and one of the things that makes our marriage successful is that we are each ready to put the other. These things take experimentation. I was too forceful with Diane to start with, but, she's grown into it. I leaned down and asked Sammie if she was okay. I gently rubbed her ass and she opened her eyes and said, "Yes, master." Ah, a very quick learner! "We're going to move to the front now Sammie. I'm gonna untie you and I want you to turn over onto your back. I think your ass will sting a bit, but, you should be okay."I untied Sammie and she slowly rolled over onto her back. The mattress was. My first encounter and his coming out, so to speak, was many years back, we were married two years and I was but a nymph in my twenties, eager and keen, already publishing online, and sending saucy photos to selected men, on their promises of sexual release, in other words, they would wank-off to my image.I was both comfortable and excited by doing this and my husbands introduction to web-cams, for me to perform on selected men while he relieved himself as he watched, eased me into accepting.