He looked at me with a fixed stare as I pretended to mull over the possible consequences. "But," I said finally, "I'm not prepared to send three years... of marriage down the drain. On the other hand I'm not prepared to let you carry on screwing around." I felt into my handbag for my last purchase of the day. "You know what this is?" I asked as I held up a small plastic tube to the light. "It's a chastity belt. A male dick cage. It locks with a tiny padlock and when it's in place you won't even be. ’ I stretched and rubbed my eyes. It had been a long week, long month, and I really hadn’t paused for relaxation other than a day in front of the TV since the first of the year. My waistline reflected my inaction. ‘All right, all right, I’ll go, I’m at a point I can shut things down for the week. Let me grab my camera and I’ll be right with you.’ It took all of five minutes to shut down my office computer, gather my jacket, portfolio and camera. Fortunately I was dressed semi-casual, wearing. It amazed me that I really had that much power over these two women. I surprised myself a little by what I had done. I actually liked Megan a lot more than Sylvia so why did I have Megan sticking her tongue into Sylvia's ass. The only reason I could think of for doing that was because I could.I stopped Megan after about five minutes and had Sylvia put her pants back on. I then put both women back into a trance and told them to forget what had just happened but before I woke them I told them. Youhesitate a s we start out but I pull harder, forcing you to follow me tomy car. Putting you in the passenger seat, I pull the seat belt across youtightly. "Wouldn't want you to drop you bear, would we?" I say, laughingaloud."No, Mistress, " you answer, trying to slide lower in the seat.Still laughing, I get under the wheel. Starting the car, I put one hand onyour knee, " Don't worry, Amanda, it'll be fun and you won't get hurt. Ipromise. You trust me, don't you?" Yes, mistress."After about a.