Maybe I would havecheated. Maybe I would have embezzled. Maybe I would have been anoverbearing sap in need of comeuppance.She would have me at a disad...antage, of course. She would threaten toexpose me, or divorce me, or punish me. If this was fiction, there mightbe a wizard, or a magic ring, or a special pill invented for the purposeof story-telling. An evil scientist, perhaps. If this were make-believe,then there would be a Mistress, and I would be a sissy. If you couldtwist reality into the. " He said "What"? Me: "You'll find out." So I found his zipper and pulled it down I grabbed his cock and started to Jack it off then I started lick it. He started to moan he had a nine inch dick I put it down my hole throat fifteen minutes later he started to cum. After that I put his cock back in. He said"That's was the best blow job ever." After that I stood up so did he I told him"don't tell dad or mom and maybe you'll get more. I kissed him on the lips an shut my door.I felt like some has. "I am forty-five years old today," I said to myself. "Is this year going to be any different than the last? Will I do something new and adventurous? Will I get the courage to date again and stop being so damn lonely?" The answer to each of those questions was a resounding "No." I sighed heavily and went up to my room to get ready for work. As I walked towards my closet something caught my eye in the full-length mirror near my dresser. It was me, or rather it was my butt. Nowadays, a white woman. She sat on dining table and told me to stand near her and open those lunch packet and drinks bottle. I did that, she ordered to serve that for her. I served that, and then she told me to sit on floor near her chair and have my lunch, I followed her instruction. After our lunch completed she ordered me to clean all the things I did it.After that she relaxed for some time, and after that she went inside the bedroom and came with 1 dog belt and a stick. And order me to stand like a dog. I stood.