”“What?” asked my wife, “What does THAT mean?”“Well” I said, treading very cautiously, “Dave does have a certain interest... if, and O...NLY IF we agree.”“What type of ‘Interest’ does Dave have?” asked my wife.The I shared his special kink of being a DOM. My wife seemed to get nervous but then I assured her that he would take it VERY slowly, that I would always be there and that either she or I could immediately stop any unpleasant activity. She seemed to calm and then asked for more details on. She had me stand with my hands behind my back as she pushed the first testical through the ring then the other one and finally she used a finger to poke my penis through. She pushed the ring up tightly against my body. She said tonight when you get home I want all that nasty pubic hair removed. She then pushed what looked like a salt shaker cap over my penis and squished it down so the locking pun could be inserted and she quickly pulled the little key out of the locking pun. She leaned back on. "No! It can't have been the bra! I was holding it when you made that stupid wish...it must have been something else...." He then noticed the amulet she was touching, still around her neck. "The amulet! Give it here!"Chastity turned, her full attention now riveted on the determined- looking Steve. She closed her hand reflexively around the medallion. "Just... just wait a second..." Whaddaya mean, 'wait a second'?!? Chastity, give me that amulet!" Steve tried to jump up from his seat, but failed. She was a natural woman alright! Notable to resist an obvious bargain!She somehow did manage to resist though. Although her fears had eased andher self confidence was flowing she had decided not to push her presentluck too far by making contact with too many people. She still had thepresence of mind to not go too far on her first outing as her true selfand with her understandable fear of being discovered by an eagle eyedcheckout assistant she had decided to keep her potentially.