It is more like a wife on demand. If you’re my mistress I will expect you to sexually give me everything I demand of you and give it whenever and ho...ever I say. Do you understand?’ Again she did nothing, like a deer frozen in a car’s head lights. ‘Well do you or do you not understand?’ I repeated. After several agonizing seconds, she said, ‘Yes’. Let the gutting of my prey begin ‘Then it’s time for you to show me you’re capable of giving me what I want. Unbutton your blouse’. Trembling, she. I began to like the new Myra a lot. This one could share her feelings and express (especially now in bed) what she wanted. She was now happier in the outside world now too, everyone at the University and her Hospital soon started to notice the changes. ********* After a few days of some minor issues nagging at me, I managed to get some quality private time alone with Allison, where I could ask her about the biggest problem that was bugging me. ‘Why is Myra now so utterly submissive in bed with. ???She replied dont needI said plz…She gave a naughty smile and said where will you massage and this was a key for me and i told her to lie down and made her nighty up and started massaging her legs slowly and she fell asleep and i got a few guta and moved her nighty up and started seeing her black panty and after 10-15 minutes i pulled it slowly a bit and started touched her pussy lips i was getting hard on she was sleeping and i was massaging it by putting my finger in and she let a moan and. “A medieval avatar is a bold statement,” I typed, extemporizing, not having the time to deal with any deluded thinking.“I knew you would understand the diplomatic necessity,” he answered.“Can you tell me where our friends with the carriage and horse escort are located?” I typed.Webster zoomed the map over to a small hamlet on the King’s Road, which didn’t fit with my expectations.“Your companions stopped and returned to this merchant filled village during the inclement weather,” Webster.