"Okay, it was atthe third attempt, but still..." Viks chuckles as she drives me back to mynew home, where I collapse on the sofa, resting my poor feet.... Don't getme wrong, I love my job, but over the past few weeks it's becomeincreasingly tiring- especially as in addition to six models, I alsohave to help co-ordinate the camera crews filming them for the secondseason of their reality TV show.The increased workload has essentially spelled the end of my own briefmodelling career- after declining. She showed her concern towards my problem and said she will develop slowly don’t worry. Now I started to ask about her husband and her relationship. She said she don’t want to talk about it now and I left the matter there itself as it could damage our friendship if I stress. Slowly we used to discuss a lot about sex and we became to chat sexually in meantime we became so close that we used to sex chat with each other and I used to kiss, lick her boobs neck pussy armpits stomach legs in chat and. The text for this weekend was more disturbing. The Friday night instructions said to come in the room. My wife would not be tied up because she was passed out. It said she would just be laying on the bed naked no blindfold and ready to receive him. Another text said it was okay to have his way with her for as long as he wanted that I had gone home, not feeling well. I started reading the text for the rest of the weekend but noticed the camera in her purse. I took the SD card back to my computer. Have a seat.”Pointing to the floor between them I notice he has my collar in his lap. I lost it for my bad behaviors. I immediately become excited.

“Do you wish to earn back your collar and your place as my sub?” “Yes sir” “Are willing to do as I say and accept punishment as I see fit?" "Yes sir."
“I told you before that there may be times I won't be here mentally or physically but I would make sure that your needs are met."“Yes sir."“Here's what is going to happen for approximately the next 2.