After that concert, however, she began to tire of me beingthe dominant partner. One night, she suggested that we switch roles, that I agree that she ...ouldbe the dominant spouse from then on. I agreed, and my life has not been thesame since. All of our toys are packed away. She does not use them. Instead,my "sex life" now consists of giving her backrubs, scrubbing her back in thetub, providing lots of oral sex, and ejaculating when she says so. Becominga sub was not what I thought it was going. I was handed a small parcel and told to unwrap it.Within the package was a matching out fit to hers.'Dress' She ordered.I struggled into the stockings and attached them to the suspender belt, slipped into the bra and fastened it. pulled on the skirt and blouse and stood before her. She motioned toward the saw horse and told me to bend over it. My ankles wer fastened and then she pulled my wrists and fastened them too, leaving me with my arse pointing upwards. She blindfolded me.I heard her walk. I held the door for her to get into my BMW, then went around to the driver’s side and got in. I pulled away from the curb and headed for Bucktown.“I rented and watched the first eight Bond movies on VHS,” she said. “My favorite girl would be Tatiana Romanova, but I think you dated a girl with that name, so that would be a bad choice.”“Yes, my Russian friend, Tatyana.”“Honey Rider wore a bikini, which really wouldn’t work for tonight!”“No, it wouldn’t. It’s a bit cold for that!”It was warmer. As we gave the key, the guard told me that she is one of the best in the business. I just smiled.Since our house was quite near, we all went by bike itself. She sat between me and my cousin. On the way, I kept my hands over her breasts and kept squeezing them. As we passed a chemist, she asked my cousin to stop and get some condoms but he asked her to shut up and told her that she’s going to get screwed rawly.We reached home. Even before I could unlock the door, my cousin tore away her churidar.