.''''that was the deal, you lost and wear this or you can be naked its dark outside no one can see. its my pool its my rules''i put it on, feeling so ...ight and looking at my white bubble but being lift up by the bikini string , sliding deeper on my cracks until my cheecks spread the tissue always pressuring and sliding over my ass cracki went out feeling so shymike already in the pool watching my little cock bulge and ass in the bikini , walking inside the pool him holding a beer for for''water. Well I say tweaked what I mean is PAIN and lots of it. I twitched in my seat until the woman kindly said ‘Us girls have to suffer a little pain to become the beautiful women outside that we are on the inside’. I smiled up at her, letting her continue and after what seemed like forever but was only a few minutes she announced ‘Eyebrows all done!’. I looked down at my fingers which had had extensions added and were now being painted a rich deep purple, my toes were also painted the same. He can dress to fulfil his fantasies and I get all the jobs done around the house.''Is he a good maid?''Excellent. Meticulous in what he does. But then he knows he'll be punished if his standards fall below the highest.' Again I was curious about the punishments but didn't dare ask.'And what about sex?' I asked. 'He is still your husband. Do you still sleep together?''Of course, why not? He may wear lacy lingerie in bed but underneath he is a hundred per cent man. In fact our sex life is better. “Yeah, I suppose that his positive and grateful attitude helped. Then again, that attitude wasn’t surprising from a man who is very much in love with me and whose love I took for granted, but no more, who can see that I want more intimacy with him at last and refuse to let him get away. A lot of it, though, is the sheer beauty of what we have and the tenderness of our lovemaking, very much like lesbian sex. I also wanted to impress you, I think, and the more loving I am to both of you, the more.