I found her in a bedroom with Brian, a so-called friend of ours. They were in each other's arms kissing. Clearly, Brian was more friendly with Pat tha... me. Pat assured me all they did was a kiss, and he got his hand in her bra for a quick feel. It caused a big argument between us, and I didn't see Pat for two weeks.Pat's question brought back bad memories, "I remember. Why?" I wasn't honest with you. If you had have sniffed Brian's fingers, you would have known where they had been. He had had. He is an old friend who will bebreeding you on a daily basis. You are to treat him as if he was yourMaster. If you don't do so, he may very well drag your ass out and sellyou to one of his pimp friends. He may do that anyway, but if you're agood sissy, I'll keep you safe. For now."Unable to respond, I nodded in assent."Good. Time for a little shopping spree." I watched as Master remotelytook over my computer and began opening up one website after another. Hestarted at Fredericks of Hollywood. My wife spread Alex's cum like lotion all over her naked body. At that point, she felt her body was completely owned by her lover. She was his WOMAN, his WHORE, his SLUT, his MISTRESS all rolled into one. Never had she felt so much hot cum in her body. Where did he get it all? They collapsed and their sweaty bodies entwined and drifted off to sleep.When they woke up, my wife felt that they were done for the night. (Frankly, she is used to our lovemaking where I normally have two orgasms at the. It was high school, and I always felt it was the best kept secret that Jen never found out about his side pieces. I guess the social pressure of ratting out John was just too great. Jen barely gave me a glance. I was pretty much invisible to her. Nothing changed I guess.The first semester comes and goes… and it’s getting close to the holiday season. Personally, I never felt better. Jen was a distant figure at this point, and my relationship with Katie was stale, as my fear of rejection.