Whenever I went to work I found that I was dwelling on what she was doing at home alone. If she was home alone. I soon found that I was calling her at...odd hours during the day and checking up on her. This soon became a serious problem.Nothing was said about my calls until our next trip to the counselor. There he got it out of us. I found that I was going to have to let go of this over-riding need to check on her all the time. I realized that if I felt I had to check up on her like I was then. She is your physical equal in many respects, and her expectations are very high. At least Vannie's were. As I said earlier, my fitness would become important to me ... and her.We made love, or had sex, or just fucked, for who knows how long. We were in a continuous process, moving from one position to another, with brief rests to allow one of us to recover from an orgasm before moving on. Vannie had a series of her rigid/convulsive orgasms, only one of which rivaled the very first, but still. I wait at the front gate and he finallypulls up. Half of me is glad to see him, the other half hates his guts. Iget in and the first comment is fuck you smell like ass and cum. I don'tsay anything. I see him looking over at me and I stare out the window. Lukesays we still need to fix this issue between us. I don't reply. Luke says,the more hard headed you are the worse it will be on you. I lose it at thatpoint. I start crying and yelling at him. I say I am sick of you treatingme like shit. I am. . yes Mistress ... I’ve masturbated over thoughts of Martha’s wilful superiority ... Imagined her dominance ... and spent.” Jenny laughed cynically, and sneered at the pleasure he showed at his admission, her contempt for him given a nice edge at his knowing it would enhance Martha’s emerging dominance with the whip.“Well you’ll spend for her again Chester ... she’s going to whip you until you come, then after I’ve witnessed your punishment, I’m going to take a nice long shower while she has.