" Thank you, Mistress." As with any compliment from Mistress, these words stroked some part of Sandy deep within her, making her want to submit to Mis...tress all the more. As these feelings rushed through her, Sandy suddenly felt a whole new sensation that thrilled through her entire body: Mistress reached out and began gently fondling Sandy's breasts!Sandy started to moan immediately as her Mistress's touch brought feelings to the surface of her skin that seemed to almost sear her flesh. She. Thank God! At last, we finally found another houseboat. It was not as fancy as the original three, but it was usable. We spent a week refurbishing it, and the women finally pronounced that it was acceptable. By this time, John was getting around fine and only feeling a painful tinge in his back if he moved too fast the wrong way. We were as happy at being able to move again as we would have been a year ago if we had won the lottery. Circumstances do cause us to change our priorities, don't. ?NO! NO! NO!? She screamed, as she could not hold it back.She was reduced to sobbing and Earl began to laugh and pick up his pace andbegan his grunting as he approached his own climax. He released inside her andcollapsed over her panting. Finally he stood up and told her it was time to continue. Hehelped her up and true to his work he tied her back over the quilt holder. Hemade sure she was secure. He played to make the next 20 swats well worth histime. He picked up belt. Her Master had told. The living embodiment that the good guy can win. That it’s not always the moody, dangerous bad-guy who gets the girl in the final reel. It was a great feeling.Suddenly I felt like I had nothing left that I needed to say to Chris. To fire at him or to unburden myself. A deep and profound truth finally settled into my consciousness at that point, despite years of insecurity and knowing how I’d lucked out in marrying Jill.She’d chosen me. All those years ago, she’d chosen me. And now, confronted.