He would never touch me inappropriately or coerceme into sexual practices of any kind.I, on my side, felt more and more subjugated to him. His Arab ey...escommanded absolute submission and loyalty. I longed to submit to him andserve him faithfully. Whenever I served as his wife, I felt gratifiedand accomplished. Our absolute Commander (Najib) has established it is awoman's job to make a formal act of submission to her man. Submission isthe highest and purest form of love a woman can show to a man.. If she knew… I would have to go to the doctor although I haven’t yet visited the doctor with my Mistress, I was scared. All my life I had been scared of the doctor’s office and hospitals. People in scrubs actually freak me out; I want nothing to do with any of it.I was woken from my rest with a soft shake to my side. “Come on pet, get up, clean up and get dressed,” mistress demanded.I silently obeyed. I knew the minute I was better I would be in for the punishment of my life, the first real. The bar doesn’t discourage it and they even have a sturdy picnic table and a few chairs set up. Mandy turned to me and leaned back against the container. There was just enough indirect light from the parking lot to clearly define every perfect line on her body. Mandy’s skin seemed to glow as I gently ran my hand down her cheek and over her lips. Her mouth opened slightly as I leaned the weight of my body into hers. With my hands gripping her waist, we kissed again. Mandy’s full lips set me off.. The group waited for Elissa to say something while paying attention to the lecture, except Greg who's full attention was with the lecturer. He glanced at Elissa giving her his trademark half smile."I think us going out together would be fun tonight," Elissa spoke quietly looking at Greg, "I mean all of us." She blushed as she corrected herself.The group exchanged a few more inconsequential words formulating plans for the evening. Greg found himself checking Elissa out as the lecturer droned on,.