So she stood there, alone.The stranger hadn't left her with any instructions. Stephanie had no idea how long she was going to have to stand there or i...f she would be punished for moving. What he had left her with was the warm afterglow of an orgasm. It lingered in her like a red-coal, wanting to ignite again. And there was nothing she could do about it.It all had happened so quickly that she really hadn't had a chance to reflect what had happened to her until now. She was being turned into a sex. I fell immediately in lust with her. She and I started dating and it didn't take her long to discover how easily I could be controlled. In the summer she always wore very reviling clothes on our dates. Once we had sex she was in total control over me. She would wear short skirts and always wore bikini panties, that way she could " accidentally" let me see them in public places. She knew exactly what she was doing.After we got married she never let up on me, she would walk around the house in. "Don't worry about today," shesaid. "It might be tough out there, but hold your head high. Prove toany doubters who you are. You are a beautiful confident woman. Rememberthat, OK?" I agreed with her and she spoke again. "And remember I loveyou and I am at your side no matter what." The smile that exuded herlove was almost magical. I gave her a long deep kiss, but told her Ihad to get ready and I headed to the bathroom. A few minutes laterJenny was pushing past me and getting into the. I say 'colours', as another King's colour had been manufactured by the regimental tailor, and none but the most discerning eye would tell it was a replacement.Lord Brownlow, the Colonel-in-Chief of the regiment, wanted to know the full story of the loss of the King's colour and the rescue of the Regimental colour, at Quatre Bras. Jamie McMurdoe had been killed at Waterloo; a cannon ball had struck him, killing him instantly, as he stood just few feet from me. Drayton Parslow had been severely.