It didn't matter that we both had significant others, you were now my primary sexual outlet. Thereafter, i only had sex with my girlfriend when you to...d me to.The level of ownership increased a little bit at a time. At first, you just called me slave. Then you started having me send erotic pictures of myself to you. Once you saw a picture of my pathetically small dick you started to also make fun of me and do things to humiliate me. I was now responsible for buying all of your new panties and. "I can't wait for the gang to get here." She thought. Sheadded some scented princess bubble bath to the tub'srunning water before she slipped out of her pajamas andinto the tub. She removed the curlers from her hair as thetub filled. After shaving her legs and using body wash sheenjoyed how smooth her skin felt. "I haven't gotten an E-mail from Jane or Jennifer in a few days so they must be ontheir way." Pancakes are almost ready, honey." Ann called from downstairs."I'll be down in a few. Dunin, Beriwen, and Anastasia stood there for several moments, watching the horse gallop off, heading north. When the horse disappeared they turned around and headed back to the inn, arriving not long after Graydon and Tristan. They ordering drinks and dinner and took turns relaying the events of the day.When Beriwen finished the story about the horse Graydon chimed in about his and Tristan's mounts. Beriwen was really interested in seeing the horses so they made arrangements to visit the. First things first. She pushed Fred away."Oh, Fred, I like you. You're great-looking, a terrific man. But I just couldn't."He patted her knee. "Sure, kid, I understand. Just don't mention my little pass to Sylvia. She thinks I never cheat." I won't, Fred. I won't."He jumped up. "Well, I'd better run along to the Shaftesbury. If I'm out of luck here, I can still make it there."That would give Sylvia enough time, ten minutes or so. She saw Fred out the door and then rushed to the phone. SYLVIA'S.