It is you who will decide when this toy will eat , sleep, and even go potty Sir. I even wish for you my Husband Dear to give you control of my very t...oughts Sir and I do realize that in order for this to truly happen there will be pain Sir. I do trust you Sir to not cause any real damage and to help me through the pain in a way that will please you Sir.? ?Very good my dear,? he said well pleased with her words. ?Put these in?, he ordered handing her a set of earplugs. Obediently his. I look next to me and see the person there. It’s not the person from my dreams. I get out of bed. It’s been almost a year since I’ve seen him. Since he whispered ‘Shit’ while looking at the sunrise with me, since walking out of the door, and down the aisle with somebody else. I spent months trying to piece myself back together, and even more time than that trying to keep myself that way. It was all gone. Everything but the nightmares. I never went to the wedding. I couldn’t bring myself to see. “Looks like they've done a fine job so far.”Vivian acknowledged the latex-clad gimp waiting at the end of Jessica's leash. “Hello, Francis!”“Good morning, Mistress Vivian” he said, offering a deep bow. His arm-binder bobbed up behind his back as the former priest nearly stumbled.“I take it he's the first subject of this grand exhibit?”“That's right. I'm going to set him up right now.”“I'd be happy to do that for you, if you like?”Jessica waved her off. “Thanks, but I've got time to kill before. " Catherine! That's..." You're hard right now, aren't you?" she asked without hesitation, shocking herself."Time out!" William replied, his eyes frantic, his mouth twisting.Oh God, it was happening again, like a spark igniting, with no way to escape... Like everything she could possibly control was falling apart, and coming together in a new configuration, with blazing energy between her legs. She was on fire, and playing with fire, and on the verge of being consumed. It was so fucking exciting.