I’m willing to bet that on some of my theories.> What theories are they?> Firstly, that you are a submissive by nature and will do as you are asked....My second theory that you are very strait-laced. These will combine to present considerable emotional turmoil, yet the former instinct will win out over the latter.> And no doubt you think you can prove this?> But of course. Will you indulge me? Again!I didn’t know whether I should, but, wavering, I plumped for going with his experiment, at least. It was as if a light switch had been turned off on our sex life. For the next six weeks after she was assigned to him I could have been a wart on her hand. There was no caring, no hugs, no kisses, and definitely no sex.Then one night I brought Caren home some roses and a box of the chocolates that she loved. I was trying to show her my love.She didn’t say thank you, give me kiss, or make any show of appreciating my gesture. What she did do is just bubble over about her new young, handsome, boss. I spread my legs wider for him.Soon I felt Tara's red lips join my hand in pleasing his lover’s dick.Her tongue circled his head, licking it like a tasty lollipop.Peter’s fingers made me tingle as they found my swollen hard clit. I moaned in ecstasy as I felt his fingertips taking care of my button.He made me lay on my back; with my knees bent up. He leaned over me, kissing my hard nipples, as he worked his way down to my wet cunt.He eased his throbbing cock into me in a very gentle way,. “Acceptable, thank you.”“Excellent. I’ll be back with your meal shortly, Sir.”Tepin could smell his meal long before the woman came into view, the wonderful scents preceding her. She was balancing two large dishes in her hands, placing them before him on the table, his feathers puffing up to express his excitement again. This time she was ready for it, and she didn’t falter, leaning over to point to the various items.The larger of the two dishes was occupied by a ring of pink, marbled meat that.