‘Good morning Don,’ she replied. ‘Thank you for the wake-up call.’ ‘Mmmm, my pleasure.’ ‘Momma!’ They heard the cry of a young girl fr...m down the hall. ‘Momma!’ ‘Perfect timing, duty calls,’ said Angel smiling. ‘And she wants you this morning,’ said Don smiling. ‘She usually does.’ Angel slipped out of the bed, slipped on her nightgown, and padded out of the room. Don watched her curly blond hair sway with each step she took. He stepped out of the bed, slipped his boxers on, and padded to the. Yes, our new marriage contract is actually a written document. It might even be legally binding too; certainly the website from which it had been downloaded made that claim, but I couldn’t imagine it ever being tested in a court of law.I hung David’s newly-pressed shirt on a hanger and placed it with the others on the back of the kitchen door then took another from the linen basket.I enjoyed ironing. What with two small children and my hectic job in a London Hospital it was a calming, relaxing. Boy was she wet, I started to rub her pussy and within a few strokes she squealed that she was cumming shaking under my touch eventually pushing my hand away when her clit became too sensitive.Louise caught her breath, thanked me for helping her cum then added she still wanted to be fucked, I asked her to first show me how she had sucked the stripper, she grinned and asked me to stand by the bed kneeling before me and slipping down my boxers releasing my now fully erect member. She smiled again. Stood next to her was that same squaddie who had humiliated me when Missy acted so sluttily that night with him while I was tied to our bedroom door. To make it worse he wore a smug grin."Tonight Sub you are going to provide me with entertainment. Strip NOW!" was all she said. Despite my initial shock it's well established that I am the submissive one in this relationship, I am here to do whatever my Mistress demands. I found myself mentally switching into that compliant role, like a well.