He always liked calling her that, even though he knew that deep down she wasn’t as dirty as she let on, the contrast between his vanilla wife and th...s young sexy girl who was willing to try nearly anything was pronounced. She was just what he needed, and he wanted to give her everything, starting with the best sex either of them has ever had. Locking the cuffs onto her wrists, he tied them to either bed post with black nylon rope, and then wrapped the rope around either ankle, tying them to. “I’m OK “ she said, “I managed about two hours of sleep on the plane, but I certainly could use a shower and a cup of tea.” “Coming right up, mLady” I said, faking a clipped English accent. I grabbed her large bag leaving her to manage her small carry-on and we boarded the tram to the parking lot. I knew that Rosalind had been traveling for close to eighteen hours so I’d already checked into a hotel about 10 miles from the airport. While Rosalind was taking her shower I ordered in a light. 'Come midnight and no one will be able to tell it's a fake.''I'll tell Ken exactly what you've done.' She said, and as she turned I saw a picture of her blowing the Finance Director, a particularly virulent enemy of her husband. 'You won't get away with this.''Your word against my brother's. You can take that chance if you want, but don't forget your pile of underwear on the floor beside you. How would I know what underwear you have? And how would I get the exact shape of your birthmark?''You. ” She chuckled. “It turned out that Miles was Satan in disguise.”“Well Miles built himself up as he tore me down. He made me think that the only identity I had was through him. He made me feel guilty about every thought I had and everything I did unless he approved ahead of time. He’d come home at the end of the workday and I was expected to confess all my thoughts to him, especially the erotic ones. At first, I didn’t have any; I didn’t think that way. But then, after he’d browbeat me, I.