"Yes mistress, "She stammered."You told me your slave name was to be Erica. When I address you in that way, you will respond to me as you would to you...r master. Since I knew your bottom was going to be tender I was going to give you a dozen spanks. By complaining you have just earned an extra six. You will count them as they are delivered. Is that clear?" Yes mistress," she replied with a sobI delivered her spanking holding back slightly. She sobbed her way through the count. When the last blow. We just pretended she was there and my wife had to play the passive role, describing how good her tits felt, and begging to eat her pussy. It was pretty hot for me to listen to my normally shy, demure wife get into the lesbian thing, and I thought she kind of enjoyed it. Later though, she said she felt degraded. Occasionally I’d encourage her to be in control, and she would half-heartedly spank me or put me in lingerie, but with little enthusiasm. Until last week. It seems she found the F/W. He was on schedule. Jodi felt like she was all brand new and John went to the office and swapped the lilies and lilacs in Jodi's room for the carnations."Go and change into your nympho attire, Jodi!" Yes, master!"Jodi giggled to herself as she started behaving like a submissive horny slut who wanted a hot fuck from the photographer. The carnations were certainly putting her in the mood, and her red lingerie was so assertive and demanding that she wondered how any woman failed to get laid in. I was right for the most part except after we were all settled in the new house. My mom and grandma decided to go to the casinos for the weekend and asked Uncle Nick to babysit. But that didnt worry me as much as when my brother said he was going to a friends house for the weekend, then I got really worried. After everyone left I got quiet in the house. But we both went to bed without any weird things or comments happening. I woke up early the next morning because I could he the shower going..