..These are moments that remind me that I’m married to an absolute fucking beast that does what he wants when he wants to. It is not just the educat...ion, reserve or class and control. It is not the well-honed collection of muscles and sinew or the smoothness of his movements. It is the living, breathing combination of it all. Power radiates from within him.These are the moments that cement a sense of security. I am both in danger and safe. How does a woman explain the feel of belonging to such a. My whole body broke out in sweat and I froze. I asked my master for permission to go to the room and prepare. I showered and got physically ready. I drank a whisky cola to steady my nerves but more than that I tried to let my day slip away and mentally focus on being a good sub wife – slowly but surely releasing the cords to my vanilla self. Master came up to the room bound my tits and added my cuffs. He told me where to stand and that I should greet the men by taking their cocks in my mouth.. " I said, confused."Look!" She pointed, and I looked where her finger ended. There Angel stood, completely nude, except for tiny stars covering her crotch and nipples, on the cover of the DVD case. The title read 'Angel's Day off,' and on the back were a number of smaller pictures, most of them with her in them, in various sex acts. Oddly, I felt embarrassed to be looking at this friendly woman in so personal a situation, even though she was barely clothed in front of me now."So you're a..." A. She even went so far as to ban the kids from grandma’s house for a while, but when they protested loudly and persistently enough, she let them start coming over again. Angela reluctantly agreed to have the Blossoming Ceremony for Reina, with the stipulation, of course, that we leave out the part at the end. She told herself it was just a meal to acknowledge that Reina was growing into a young lady. According to her, Reina was not going to have a tutor anymore than she had had one. That was just.