"I ran back out side to tell mike who was just pacing back and forth"Hey Mike my mom said that you could live with us." Really? Thanks I get my stuff...."Twenty minutes later we were in the truck, two hours later we were at our new house putting away our clothes.My mom went off to get lunch and I went on a walk around the neighbor hood.Mike must have thought that I went with my mom because when I got back he was jerking off in the kitchen.I came silently through the front door to find him naked.i. And that isn't even the worst of it. Do you realize that on your last five trips you have told me when you would be back only to call me the day before I expected you home to tell me that you had to stay longer? Right now I am thanking God that I never let you talk me into quitting my job. At least it gives me something to do with my time. It keeps me from having to sit here in this house all alone all the time." I keep telling you it is going to get better honey. It won't be much longer." Well. Her breath grew heavy, she closed her eyes and let the inflaming images fill her imagination. The corner of the bureau caught between her legs, the sharp corner muffled by her many layers of petticoats so it did not hurt her. It just provided the necessary friction she instinctively sought.The small space filled with the sound of her soft sighs and the rhythmical rustle of her skirts as she rocked against the edge of the desk. The sensations intensified, tension building in her body as she. “I’m about to make dinner.” “Aww,” the boys chorused together, but it was lackluster. My attention focused on her as it always did when she was near. Jess was my fiancé, my girl, and my love. She also happened to be my owned and collared slave. We had been in a full time power exchange relationship for the better part of two and a half years. It hadn’t taken very long at all into our relationship to identify as Master and slave. It had felt right and natural to us from the beginning. Jess was.