That's not how their relationship worked. But he knew when his gorgeous Goddess needed a break from the endless responsibility of total power exchange.... He rose from the couch and offered his hand. Bayonetta took it gladly and they headed for the bedroom.James stretched out on the water bed, his latex-clad body meshing with the rubber mattress noisily. He watched from below as his amazing Domme removed her latex garments one by one. It seemed she wanted to sleep nude tonight. She had that. He was totally naked, she all but for her spandex shorts. He closed the door behind them with his foot, moving her backwards until they reached the shower stall - and then went inside.The first spray of water was cold against them, forcing her nipples into even greater levels of hardness. He could swear steam rose where the water struck their skin. It felt good against him, the chill liquid forming a river that ran down his chest and stomach, turning to a waterfall at his balls and erect. ‘Probably a truck ahead of us,’ Baxter explained. ‘But they’ll know about the place, for sure.’ Suddenly Shari wrinkled her nose and opened the window to get a better whiff. ‘Someone’s smoking a lot of dope,’ she smiled, the scent calling up fond memories of her earliest college days. How many years since she had grown out of that habit as well? The Toyota lurched as Baxter applied the brakes heavily. They skidded a couple of feet in the gravel, but still stopped quickly enough to avoid the. When I go upstairs to report to her, I also have to have a uniform check. She goes over my whole body with a fine tooth comb especially if there is anyone in the house. She measures my waist, bust and hips, checks that my stockings have straight seams and are correctly fastened. She makes sure that my knickers are pulled up tightly and that the apron, cap, petticoats and dress are properly, washed, ironed and worn in the correct way. My shoes must be polished to a high gloss, and my wig and.