I was close enough to her to smell her perfume. It was flowery with an undertone of musk. I tried to be surreptitious about inhaling her scent, which ... was beginning to find quite intoxicating."This is a Cihongo mask, made by the Chokwe peoples in the Congo," she told me, lifting the wooden mask up to her breasts and holding it out to me for inspection. It was carved from a dark hardwood, and was about fifteen inches long by nine inches wide. It had slit eyes which would allow the wearer to see. ‘There! You like that smell, don’t you. I know you:ll have sampled that from many young ladies via your own fingers, but you’ll be taught to worship where it comes from, as any obedient male should. You’re going to learn to crave it following discipline, as a reward for training.’ She eased herself from his back and enjoyed watching him writhe and struggle helplessly against the bonds, his eyes pleasing her by still showing the defiance that would be caned from him with relish by her and the. I talked with my best friend and she and I went shipping the week before the big game. Her husband had left her for some floozy. We decided that we could be floozies if that's what it took and we would keep our man or I would keep mine in this case. We got the sexiest short (not hooker short) skirt and blouse and I had my hair done, I looked my best! I didn't let him see me until just before everyone was to arrive and I hoped to change his mind about them coming but he didn't even say anything.. "Don't worry, Saturday night will be our greatest anniversary. It's our tenth after all."Ellen beamed. "You remembered! I was so worried you'd forget. 10 wonderful years since we met and married in college."Still rubbing her nipple, Ben said, "I've got quite a day in store for us." Mmm ... I can't wait. You better stop that unless you want to take it somewhere." She said, referring to his manipulations."I wish I could, but I've got to run to work." Reluctantly letting go of her breast, Ben.