“My balls?” I again tentatively answered. “Wrong!” she said, turning the gentle hefting into a powerful squeeze. It started to hurt. “These... are MY balls!” Shelly corrected.Shelly taught me to be a good Submissive and allowed me sexual release when it suited her. I was not allowed to masturbate, and I had to ask Shelly permission for sex. Gratification was always delayed and I had to “earn” sex from Shelly and her friends.After two months of this, Shelly began the next phase of our D&S. Better now than when she got up this morning. I think she's downstairs now, anyway, watching TV with Jaimie."He threw the ball back at the garage door for me to catch. "Want to do something?" he asked."I guess," I answered. "What did you have in mind?" Come on, I'll show you something," he said. He reached for the ball, and put the ball and his baseball mitt into the basket on his bike, then climbed on. "Follow me. I found out something that I think you'll really like."It sounded mysterious. Terry tells me to take a shower and she’ll open a bottle of wine. I did as I was told, and came out of the bathroom naked and damp. Terry was sitting on the bed, stroking her well lubed “penis” with her right hand, a glass of wine in her left. A glass of wine sat on my bed stand. “Have a drink Mark,” Terry said in an unfamiliar tone of voice. My wife sitting on our bed stroking her cock is not an image I ever thought I would be describing to anyone. I’m not aroused but intrigued and. Youorder wine and yet more wine. Of course as a Dane you take can handle thebooze. You only end up getting sleepy. Youtake your blindfolds on. I have my chance to get happy. I amclosing in on you. How I want to squeeze those firm oranges. Bothyou and your girlfriend are sleeping heavily. Before I decide to make my move Ihope the situation do not bring any changes. Myjob is to adjust the chairs. I bent my body in over you. My lips are 10centimeters from your. How I would like to take this kiss..