I started the scenario on Friday night. I dressed in one of my femalebusiness suits (I learned the submissive mind is stimulated byauthorititive items..., Heels, Boots, Stockings excetera) and I sat behindmy desk in our study. I was Warden Sandra. I had my husband stand beforeme (handcuffed) and I went over his sentence and our rules andregulations at our maximum-security prison. "Prisoner Dale R. (our last name). You have been found guilty of being alazy useless pathetic excuse for a male. Your. I would need all the experience of my ‘old’ brain to make this work. Pondering all of this nearly caused me to miss my stop and I had to rush to the exit as the doors closed.The driver gave me a surly look. “Pay attention, young ‘un.” He grunted as he recycled the doors. As I walked down the road, I gave what had been Col’s house in my old life a thorough look over, but nothing struck me as different, just that there was the wrong family inside. I carried on past my house and turned into Sea. Next Saturday. I'll invite Diane and some of the staff,and you invite all your friends."And that's how it was. We were walking the mall, just window shopping asusual when Stan took my hand in his. I really wanted to jerk away butafter Carol saw us holding hands I did not pull away. He walked me allthe way home, right up to the door and I thought he was going to kiss me,but he let me go in without doing it. I'm not sure if I was disappointedor not.The doctor saw me two days later, and after a. Your hands touch every part of my head, neck and shoulders.I take your fingers in my mouth, biting sucking licking, then you fuck my mouth with your middle finger.I suck it and groan.You put your hands on my chest and push me to raise up.You get up on your knees as well so you can grab my underwear and pull it down, then struggle to get it all the way off my legs and feet.My cock is as hard as it can possibly be, oozing fine strings of silvery pre-cum.Naked. Unable to look away from each.