You do not address me with the respect and authority I deserve. I give you the break of a lifetime. Not only do I spare you the arrest you and consequ...nces of that disgusting dirty jail I allow you to serve and worship me as my sex slave/sissy. Have I been less than fair?" he continued screaming. After a short silence I was asked again in a calmer more controlling voice, "The choice is yours, serve me or time served. Choose me then you will answer with proper respect and address me. Today was one of her days off and she intended to catch up on her chores. Last night she had shoved a load in the washing machine and this morning, since it was fine and breezy she would hang it in the garden to dry. She dressed quickly, carefully cradling her tender breasts in a maternity bra and sighing as she saw how her dress had to stretch to cover her belly. She carried the basket of damp laundry into the garden, puffing a little and sweating as she. Or you canpick out another dress, there's at least a dozen more dresses suitablefor day wear and shoes to match in the closet," he finished. There was no talking him out of it. Within another half hour I hadwashed myself off, changed my pad then gotten dressed again. I went tothe spare room and ironed my full slip and then the yellow sun dress,feeling lucky it wasn't a halter top outfit! I was more than a littlenervous as I stood back in the kitchen with my purse holding the grocerylist. . My lips softly… gently kissing every inch ofhis handsome face. When my lips reach his… his tonguesnakes out to reach mine. Teasing each other with things to come, as our tonguesdo a dance that only we know. My fingers reach up tosoftly run through his hair. around his ears… Feelingsafe and secure in his look I think to myself, this isheaven… pure bliss…I move my lips to his chin. down his neck, licking.tasting. softly sucking. kissing around to his ears.whispering,.