Lindsey leaned back on her elbows, panting from pleasure. “That…felt…so…good…” she gasped.Mr. Derrick grinned and said, “Your husband pr...bably doesn’t give you that much of a good feeling, huh? Tell me, when was the last time you had sex with him?”Lindsey blushed and said, “About six months. Ever since he started working, we’ve been so busy and stuff.”Mr. Derrick smiled a seductive smile and said, “I think we need to fix that, don’t you?” and he let his pants and underwear dropped, and a huge. E) your small dick will remain in the cage as before.F) you will serve as a slave and you can’t go out, but once every month you will have your day off and you can play with your unworthy dick and go out in public.G) you will always get dressed as a woman, and when you go out you will go out as a woman.H) tum tab tak nehi kahoge jab tak mai aur hamare maheman nehi khalete.I) you will always sit on the floor,you can’t use tables or chairs.J) you will always wear a dog collar and chain and walk. I changed into a more appropriate outfit and we went to Aaron’s favorite restaurant, 'Taste of Texas,' a very exclusive steakhouse in Houston. The subject of tomorrow’s outfit or things I might or might not do for my husband’s birthday did not come up again over dinner. We returned to the hotel after dinner and we prepared for bed. It had been a long day and we were both tired. We had a nice ‘cuddle fuck’ before drifting off to sleep. I did not climax and was too confused and too tired to. My first week at Barb's dragged on. I woke at six turned on the water,made breakfast and cleaned the house.I was forbidden to enter Barb,s room or the basement!.... couldn't help but wonder why???Week 2: I was heading upstair,s to clean Joey's room, Barb's door was open a few inches and I could hear her quiet moan,s drifting down the hall.I stood pressed up against the wall,not sure what to do. As my pantie's started to mositen, I knew I had to see what she was doing. I peered in the door to.