I sat at the kitchen bench with a coffee. As if by some strange coincidence my electricity bill had arrived on Friday. It lay open on the bench. I loo...ed at it and it seemed to say “you need the money”I wrestled with Mona’s offer until Wednesday I rang her. I uttered two words “I’m in”. “Great love” she said “call in Friday night and I will go through the arrangements”. I kept worrying about my decision to say yes by I dropped in Friday night to get the low down. “Same deal as you already know”. The smell of her perfume flooded my nose and a sense of peacefulness and love washed over me. I knew at that moment that Tara was the one for me. We fell asleep for what felt like only a second. I was surprised to wake up to the sun coming in the window. Tara and I were still holding each other. I looked at her. She was an angel. The sun lit up her skin with a golden glow. It lit up every little accent on her skin. I looked at her gorgeous face at peace in her sleep then down her chest. At work I would catch myself at times fantasizing about him and his young, hard cock and what it must feel to stroke it with my panties. My pussy would get so wet I would rub myself at my desk in my office. Over the next week I noticed that my panties had been moved four times and I went to bed dreaming about Kye’s cock having been all over my panties. Each time I would take those same panties and rub them all over my body and then slide my panties on thinking how his cock was all over these. To my chargrin I was restrained from expulsion by a butt plug attached to a harness. I was whining as she commanded me to retain this, sharing with me I would not know for how long, perhaps, she smiled for up to a half-hour and by this time I would be in tears! During all of the above enema injections she chose to give me corporal punishment at the same time! She has well over 100 instruments for this including many leather and the much-hated rubber straps with their inherent accumulative.