He seemed pleased with that and said it gave him a big head start.By the end of the day, I felt much better. I had begun to do what I could to salvage...my marriage to the man I loved beyond all reason. I was not going to accept this without a fight. I knew my chances were slim to none, but I would do all I could, and I was content. I spent my evening cleaning the house and cleaning out my closets. I got rid of everything that reminded me of the past three years and kept all of those things from. As if on cue, Mistress Catherine stepped in front of Sandy, and presented a flogger to her mouth. Without hesitation, Sandy lowered her lips to the flogger, and kissed it passionately.Knowing what would come next, Mindy turned her gaze away and shut her eyes tight. On the one hand, she couldn't bear to see the fiendish device used on her lover. More importantly, though, she didn't think she could stand to see another woman make use of Sandy's body. As she started to hear the steady "thwack,. Fortunately shewas a routine girl, so all I had to do was watch a little tape to learnher spots. The crappy thing was I had to keep sitting in meetings withher. Of course, she was the top women's heel in the business, and sheknew it, so it wasn't hard for her to convince Mike to book her goingover in almost all of our matches. I expected as much, and she knew it.No, her real delight was suggesting weird stipulations, like an eveninggown match. It amused me how taken aback she was when I was. I was scrolling through some random videos playing with myself, when I saw my inbox had a new message. The profile picture was a semi-flaccid, dark black cock that had to be 6 inches- not even hard. “Hey gurl, where in Jersey are you?” My mind raced as I saw the message and went to his profile. He lived in New Jersey, and even better was only 20 minutes from me! We exchanged a few messages and compliments on one another’s pictures, and I finally told him that I’d never been with a guy but was.