I will work 9am to 4pm Monday to Friday”. “That’s great” I said. “Wait, there is more” she continued “Cindy rang and said SHE had a job.... I suggested you love”. “Doing what?” I asked. “Dog training Beth. You know, special dog training” she replied and smiled. “Oh wow, that is amazing. How did that happen? I asked. “She has been looking for someone for a couple of weeks and decided either me or you” Toni replied. “Ok honey, count me in” I said. “There is one disadvantage Beth. You have to be. " Well. Is that really it? You just want to be slapped a few times? Or is there slightly more to it. I doubt there'll be much submissive gratification out of basically ordering someone to do something, whereas you're the one that wants be subjected to this stuff." She looks at me, genuinely impressed with my spot-on analysis "I. Yeah. You're completely right, I think that's the attractive part, but well, it does take something to admit to it." "It does. But the way you'd bring this up is, as. Usually this involved dressing in women's underwear. Sometimes, he just wanted a quickie at work, though, so the accoutrements were unnecessary.When I got married, things became more complicated. But the complication were, in Brad's eyes, my problem to deal with. He certainly didn't think they should mean that he should sacrifice anything. And he didn't. I was still on call. I had to get pretty creative about making excuses. And, of course, I had to hide my women's underwear and other things. Dawn caught a glimpse of something that looked vaguely like a remote. Was that, did Kennedy put the remote-controlled vibrator in her ass?!Kennedy's thumb moved over the device and Dawn bit back a moan as the vibrations intensified."Dawn, you like Italian food, don't you?"Dawn could see the taxi-driver looking at her in concern through the rear-view mirror."Y... yes I do!" she gasped.Kennedy rummaged around in her purse and the vibrations stopped.Dawn glared at Kennedy, giving the older girl a.