Aur job pe laga tha to mai ek gon se hu to mai job ke liye mere ghar se office tak bike par jata tha to mai jis eariya me job pe tha jha hu oindustrea...l yeriya hai jhapar meri goan ki aurte bhi kam ke liye jati hai unko jada tr chalke ya kisi se lift lekar Jana padata hai . Mere gon ki bhi aurate jati thi . Jo mera office time tha na usi vakat muje raste me do aurate chalke jati thi . Pahile do din maine kuch dhyan nahi diya lekin ek din un mese ek auratne muje rokne ko ishara kiya to maine. As she said, she had been treated as the property of a number of men who abused her, and she would never be property again.“And anyway,” she added to me, “if anyone deserves to bring me to the altar, it’s you.”It brought a lump to my throat. So we were to walk up the aisle together, with Derek and Ingrid (as ‘mother of the bride’) next and best man and bridesmaids after them.The dress was white. “I hope it’s not too hypocritical,” she grinned afterwards, “but it symbolises for me that I desire. Submissive husband and disciplinary wife.The concept of disciplinary wife was new to me when I first visited a web site for the disciplinary wives club. This was a long-standing site devoted to helping women, either married or in committed relationships, to learn the particulars of disciplining their husband or boyfriend with corporal punishment.They advocated painful, severe, and frequent spanking and paddling in order to address ‘the little boy’ that many women say that men have. When I’d. I might even have rationalized a little and thought that I'm a guy laying here a cute little auburn haired pixy in my arms.If I was deluding myself, maybe I could have thought I was the girl and Paul, my friend, was aggressively taking advantage of me.But the dislocation was complete. What my mind pictured was the blond I'd seen in the mirror earlier, the long clean legs I'd practiced walking on in high heels and crossing for hours, and the heavy breasts that were being pressed and rubbed and.