The Bible study was held at a house in the country. When we pulled up about sunset, there were six cars parked carelessly around the circular drive at...the front of the expensive home. Grandma parked the station wagon, and we went inside.A beautiful blonde girl of about twelve years met us at the front door and escorted us to a large inner room. There were eleven people in the room. Our number would bring the total to a multiple of seven. I learned that this was thought to be important. The. Tell him how you get aroused so quickly. He'll take it from there. And the others, back to training! Tracy? Show them how to exercise their little holes, prepare them for the attack!"And so Cathy followed Phil into one of the rooms while Tracy started her attack on the still engorged pussies of her fellow team mates."So what's your fantasy, Cathy?" inquired Phil as he lead the winner into a secluded area of the lab."Chocolate," grinned Cathy, "I just love chocolate!" Chocolate?" asked Phil, not. From now on, I'll be the best wife ever." She rubbed at my crotch, squeezing my cock through my slacks. "I meant what I said; I'll do anything you want." Anything?" My deepest, darkest fantasy was to have my wife be my sex slave. For her to be the perfect, submissive slut. Only in the bedroom, of course."Anything!" Her smile was all promise.I swallowed; would she really do it? I threw caution to the wind, and commanded, "I want you to be my sex slave!" Yes, Master," she answered, sounding. " It is what they're facing, in a way," he insisted. "The urge to... do things... is hard to resist." I feel bad enough about what we've done," she said. "And we're adults!" Do you really feel bad?" he asked.She frowned. "I feel like I should say yes... but I think that's the old Tiffany. Actually, I've never been happier in my life. It's just all so strange." Those rules," he said. "They stick in your head, even though you don't want them to." The kids need those rules," said Tiffany. "We.