Do it now, or I will have to add still another."Virtually shaking with the effort of overcoming her embarrassment, Kim finally complied. He could have...added any number of additional strokes, but chose not to."Slave Kim, listen to me very closely. Life as my slave can be very simple. All you have to do is do exactly what I tell you and do it immediately. You do not have to decide if it is right or wrong to do. If I order it, that makes it right for you. Do not even try to decide if you want to. She turned away and sipped her drink. As he watched her she would turn her head now and then and check him out. He could feel the exciement building as his cock started to stiffen. She was a real beauty, long slender legs, frim tits and hard nipples. He could see them pushing out thru her dress. He wondered if she was shaved or did she have a little bush nestling betweeen her legs, he thought I'll soon find out. When her drink was getting low, he called the bar man over and sent her a refill.. We’re trying to be prepared.”I thought about his words and what he wasn’t saying.“Just don’t reach any conclusions until you meet with the President, and keep an open mind when you hear some strange ideas. Can you do that for me?”“General, you’ve always played straight with me, so yes I will do that for you. I guess we’ll see you tomorrow?”He actually grinned.“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said.“That’s quite a vision, Mr. President,” I said as George H. W. Bush finally paused for my. Oh! That hurt! My cock was trying to swell up and this was no ordinary CB3000. My dear Wife/Mistress had ordered a custom made chastity device. The inside of the plastic tube was not smooth as usual but lined with a couple of dozen, super-glued in place, drawing pins. Sharp drawing pins!So now, as I knelt at her feet, naked apart from my special CB3000, there were tears in my eyes at the smarting pain as the pins reminded me of who and what I was. And who I belonged to.My Wife/Mistress was.