She seemed to have other ideas, grabbing my balls and tugging hard on them. I cried in pain which just seemed to make her laugh.“From now on, while ...ou are in my care, you will call me Mistress Beverley. Is that understood?”I gave a grunt and she pulled hard on my balls. I cried once more and whimpered out a proper response.“Yes, Mistress Beverley.”--------------------------------Beverley’s POVHe was a wimp. I mean he was a muscled man with strong arms, legs and chest, but he had no pain. I stood up and looked at her for a moment. She looks absolutely gorgeous! I left her standing there expectantly and went into the bedroom to retrieve my camera. I took a couple dozen pictures of her from all angles. While I snapped away, taking high resolution digital pictures, I quietly threatened to take her to dinner this evening dressed this way.I wouldn’t, of course. Not in the nude. But one day soon I might invite our new friends over and leave her like this when they arrive. Or I could. He waited until, presumably, he started to feel silly and then said,"I'm putting some additional people into Canoga Park to turn up whatthey can about Sherwood. You'd be of great assistance, consideringit's your own back yard."~"Ahh,~ sir," I said hesitatingly, "working on the Sherwood matterwould create a problem for me. I was thinking about closing my houseand asking HQ for a transfer to San Francisco. My son is being held atAlcatraz and I want to be able to visit him as often as. It got him so excited that he exploded in my mouth too. He apologized and said he wanted to wait until we got home. I told him it was ok as I played with his softening cock. I waited until he was completely limp before I popped him back in my mouth and started sucking on him, making him hard again. I really enjoyed this as I felt my husband’s cock get harder in my mouth until I could no longer fit him in it. I had lost track of time and realized he was pulling into our driveway at home. He.