The Director gave us champagne, and said “It is a tradition of my House that the intimate guests should have some light entertainment, so if you wil... please follow me we will retire to the Games Room.” We followed the Director across the hall to a large door, it was opened for her and we filed in, the room was semi-lit with lights simulating candles, the walls were covered in velvet wallpaper, there we various large chairs and few sturdy looking tables. There was a large fireplace in the. She padded after Peter as he led her up the stairs, and once again through the Master bedroom into the bath. He instructed her to remove her wrist and ankle cuffs, and started to fill the tub. He added the bath salts as he had the previous day, and once again, the scentof lavender filled the room. Susan was kneeling and taking off her ankle cuffs as he was putting the salts back into the cupboard. Without thinking, Susan looked down at Peter’s groin, and saw that he was aroused. Having removed. ”“That’s good.”“Now dessert, that was much better.”“What was dessert?” I asked.“It was a bit of chocolate, here I’ll send a pic I took of it.”The pic came through and I recognized the interior of my wife’s mini van, I also recognized the wedding band on my wife’s finger the one that matched the band on my finger. What I didn’t recognize was the large black cock that hand was wrapped around. I stared at the picture, taking it in. Here was my wife’s hand wrapped around another man’s cock. As my. I couldn't help but feeling sick to my stomach, not to mention evenmore terrified.When someone went through their twist, they had no conscious control overwhat form it took. However it was well known that their subconscious mindinfluenced it to some degree. It seemed that the part of the brain thatdealt with absorbing new experiences was tied to whatever controlled thetwist because most people who went through theirs did it when they weretrying something new or different. Whatever they were.