It was at that hour that your Master gave you two choices. Either remove your clothes leaving them folded on your bed and to come up here and submit t... your owners. Alternatively, you could refuse to submit and so your Master and Mistress would have come down stripped you and after a lot of un-pleasantries you would have finally submitted. You were told to submit and you would be returned to town fully dressed and with all your possessions. Refuse and you would be returned to town naked and. I’m...”She stopped and exhaled breath.“Look, I’m just going to talk to you as my boyfriend for a minute,” she said. “Jill is going to be fine but it’s her first rodeo. I don’t want her trying to solve problems that require my input. I need the stage perfect. The stadium acoustics are horrible if things aren’t exactly right. You’ve been around unions. You understand them. I don’t want to have to deal with an unhappy shop steward because she was on his ass all week and I don’t want to deal with. "So the rest of the afternoon was spent there, and I sure needed the cooling off, not from too much work, but from the hot pictures forming in my mind, showing different possibilities of what my lovely wife was doing, right now.When we returned a little after six Helen was at home. She had read the note I had left on the kitchen table, and she had prepared a light meal, knowing that the kids would have eaten a lot of ice-creams and were not likely to be hungry. I noticed at once that she hadn't. The incubus grinned. So she was a vocal one. That was good. She might even be a screamer. Women often screamed when he left and released them from their paralysis. It was a rare woman that screamed during the act itself. It would be a subconscious scream, a reflexive action brought on by abject terror mixed with sexual ecstasy, an instinct so strong that it overrode his paralyzing power, breaking through the barrier that kept her silent and unmoving. It would be one of the most intensely.