All this activity would send her to bed each night exhausted and she did not even play with herself for that first four weeks. Then a telegram came an...d at first Bess was reluctant to open it but I suppose curiosity got the better of her and she finally took the bull by the horns and tore open the envelope. Fearing it may tell her of her husband’s death or him being missing in action, it in fact was from her husband telling her that he was going to be away an extra month because his tour was. Uske baad maine unke ek ek karke sare kapde utare aur unhone mere dono hi bilkul nange hogye the. Main unke har body part ko chusne laga jab unki chut par pahucha to wo puri gile thi to bada maza aaya chut chat kar wo thodi der mein fir jhad gayi. Fir dobara smooch ki 10 min ab unki bari thi unhone lund pakda aur bade pyar se aage piche karne lagi aur apne muh me leliye mujhe bahut maza aarha tha main bayan nahi kar sakta. Main unke muh mein hi jhad gaya aur wo sab pi gayi.Maine fir unke boobs. As my slave, you must learn self-control. Now, go ahead and pull up your pants."Defeated, yet stimulated by her calling me her slave, I did as I was told, adjusting to the sensation of the plastic band wrapped securely around my cock and balls. She´d pulled it so tight that even if I wasn´t hard, there would be no way to slip the band off. I began to think about the implications of my new identification tag. How could I possibly hide this from my wife? Veronica, meanwhile, happily made those. Even though it was a beautiful day outside, I spent a dreary weekend, doing a thorough job of cleaning since I had nothing better to do. When Sandy hadn't called by Sunday evening, I finally broke down and placed a call to her.Sheila answered, and I asked her, "Is Sandy OK? She sounded so different when I called the other day, and barely said anything to me!"She said, "I'm really worried about her. It's just that she is working so hard that she's approaching a state of complete collapse..