Aware of them having strolled to a secluded part of it, seeing him stop she too had halted.?I am going to take your photograph so that it will be a co...stant reminder of the day your life was forever changed.?Confused by his words, that lack of understanding must have clearly shown on her face.?Beginning today you will start to truly learn what it is to be a submissive.?As if instilled by a volition that was not her own making she had quietly replied. ?Yes Sir.? Hearing him resume speaking, it. "Why, do you live with someone?" he asked, crossing his fingers, anticipating the answer."Two of them," she said, shaking her head in dismay, "it was great at first, hanging out together, sharing cooking and housekeeping duties, always having someone to talk to. But things changed, we have practically nothing in common. I run, they don't, I'm an early riser, they stay in bed, I'm a slob, they're both neat-freaks."She stopped talking long enough to order a bottle of water. "I'm not usually this. Then Alexandra took her wrists and pulled her hands away from her cunt, back to her shoulders. The slave moaned quietly and looked imploringly at Dmitri. Magda’s eyes were shining and she licked her lips.“Please continue” she said to Dmitri in a low voice. Her breathing was forced and her hands clenched into fists in her lap. He swung the whip with sudden force into the slave’s crotch and her thighs snapped closed, the whole body writhing in Alexandra’s strong grip. With no prompting she. However, more frequent wearing a dress or skirt brought its owndifficulty, the problem of what to wear on my legs. Now I know why somany women prefer pants to skirts. I had bought pantyhose soon after mychange, and wore them a lot, but they were itchy and uncomfortable onwarm days. In the hottest summer days I could get away with leaving mylegs bare, even for business, but as the fall approached I began tothink of various alternatives. Wearing pants would be acceptable on thecoldest winter.