I was expecting to hear her yelling and screaming, but again nothing. After about 5 mins or so I started to calm down, thats when the images started g...ing through my mind. Her wet black hair, her sexy curves, silky wet skin. Then there was a knock at my bedroom door. "Yeah" I said trying to get the images out of my head. "It's me" said Sam as she opened the door and took a step in. I was just wearing my boxers nothing she hasn’t seen before. "I just wanted to let you know that Mom had to leave. Kathryn shared many similar features to Renae. She had dark brown eyes, almost identical to Renae's, with thick eyelashes. Her dark brown hair was long and dead straight. The short red and black tartan skirt she wore could put some belts to shame, whilst the black fishnets and knee-high boots accentuated her long luscious legs wonderfully. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Renae's yet weren’t in anyway small. Kathryn was highly athletic and, it was said that, what couldn’t be seen from the. .once more! " she threatened, wagging a knife in his face. "Take a fucking joke....ya fucking mental you are..." Yes...I am. And don't forget it. Now...do you want tea or fucking not. I've better things to do than piss about with you" I....like suck a dogs dick" he said quietly to himself"What was that?" "Er...nothing. Yes I'll have a cup of tea. In a cup...not that fucking drinking beaker." You'll get it in the beaker because your too old and decrepit to hold a cup....you spill too. In a short amount of time, Suzanne had embraced the psychological side of female domination, always looking for new and humiliating ways to teach her husband respect for women. Jim, for his part, accepted his position as Suzanne’s inferior, quickly becoming accustomed to his role. While he still held a certain amount of male rebelliousness, he got great sexual pleasure from the arrangement, so it was worth it. Yet, lately Suzanne was growing frustrated up with Jim’s lack of progress. .