My wife controlled me. It did not seem normal but I was addicted to it. I showed up at Dr. Jones' office for my second appointment after a week. She ...had a small pleasant office with flowers and pictures. It made me feel comfortable. I noticed that she was dressed in clothes more appropriate for a night on the town than an office. Her skirt was very short, emphasizing her long legs and her blouse was low cut emphasizing her large breasts. She may be forty but she had the body of a twenty year. She was almost done; she had only to reach behind her and encircle her wrists on the handcuffs at the end of the chain from her collar. It took her awhile, as the chain was fairly short, but she was eventually able to click the chrome cuffs closed, her wrists resting halfway up her back.Lori slowly relaxed her body; the vibrator was humming away at its lowest setting, sending delightful promises of what was ahead for her. Her nipples were sending ‘yummy’ feeling to her erotic core, clamped as. “there are 5 bedrooms in this house, 3 on this floor, and of all rooms you choose mine!”“Well actually you’re in my room, so if I didn’t mind you sleeping in here, I think you wouldn’t mind me staying in here to hide.” “Touche” “Well then, scoot over and hide me” Annie said as she dived under the blanket.“Wait, no!” She had her back to me and scooted over as close as she could. I prayed that she didn’t see the porno I was going to watch. From what I could hear, the guy was doing the girl doggy. Michelle studied Denise for a moment and then said, "I would be very disappointed if you ruin all of my hard work." How might I ruin your good work?" Denise asked surprised by the statement."You could become the kind of wife who uses sex to control her husband," Michelle answered watching Denise carefully."What do you mean?"Michelle sat up and crossed her legs. She said, "Don't withhold sex as a weapon to get him to take out the trash. Keep it as a shared pleasurable experience rather than a.