She said nothing but felt even happier.Caroline’s afternoon matches were equally exciting. She won three and lost the last after a tie break. Overal... she had won five and lost three, ten out of a possible sixteen points. She spotted Peter and Penny at the end of her last match and seeing an empty chair beside Peter went up and joined them.Peter hugged and kissed her. “Well played, Caro!” he said. “That was well worth coming to watch.”“You bet!” added Penny clapping excitedly.Caroline smiled. " Yeah. Thanks for joining me. I'd like to do this again sometime."She looked at me for a moment before answering. "Sure. Whenever you get a chance," she said as she rose from the chair. I couldn't read the expression on her face, but it wasn't one of happiness.I watched her walk out and turn toward the bank. That feeling in my gut wouldn't go away. You don't spend fifty years with someone and not have a strong pull whenever they leave. I wasn't about to let that happen, but I wasn't about to. Then he removed the leash and finally the collar around her neck.She looked slowly up at him from under the locks of dark black hair that had fallen across her face. Her ruby red eyes begged for mercy from the man. She could see that he wore a leather mask. He had on shorts, sandals and not much else. From the size of his bulging muscles she had little doubt in his ability to subdue her should she try to get away. Her slender 40 kilo frame was no match for him. At 20 years old she was somewhat. "I went in and lay on the bed. I unzipped my pants and when he came in I pointed between my legs. "Here."A Declaration of Emancipation is great but nothing can make me feel like a woman the way Jack can.We must have dozed off. I smelled cunt and opened my eyes. Jack was curled up to me, his face next to mine. I grabbed his arm and shook it."Come on, Jack. It's time to get up. You smell like pussy so take a shower. And don't forget to shave."He got up, then pulled my legs apart and stuck his.